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Justin's POV

I sat by her bedside of her room in a chair. She was sleeping peacefully. She got her stitches and thankfully didn't die on us. I don't know what, but I have to know her better. She's got an untold story that I see in her eyes. I saw the pain in her eyes when she was asked about family, only because I knew what that look meant. I had that same look when I came in here.

I decided to go outside on her balcony. We locked it because we didn't want her going outside and escaping but we gave her this room on purpose. Somehow we'll get to this girl and she'll be like family to us. I gave her this room because she reminds me of me and a good view of the river would calm her, I know it did for me as to it was my room.

So you're probably asking what I'm doing here, by her bedside. I earn a bond and trust with each of my teammates, I get a bond to where I know I can trust them and with her I just don't know. Not only did I want to know I had her trust and my life in her hands sometimes, but to apologize for what I'd done. She wouldn't be the way she is in bed right now if it wasn't for me.

"Get out." I heard her mumble as her eyes fluttered open. I smirked as if I didn't see that coming.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

"Why?" She said sitting up, I handed her a water bottle and she took it thankfully.

"Why don't you want anyone caring about you?" I said which kept her quit.

"Why would you care about me?" She finally mouthed.

"Look you're a part of my team and I gotta make sure I can trust you with my life, I know you should trust me with your life because you're a part of this team. Not gonna let anything happen to you." I said and she smirked. I thought I worded it pretty good? Or did I not?

"Don't worry I'll make sure your life over mine, now leave.. please." She said almost in tears and I couldn't understand why. I tried to grab her hands but she flinched and I knew why when I saw it. I had left bruises on her wrist.

"I'm sorry, that wasn't me. I was drunk." I said.

"Look I get it, I'm stuck here. I have no one, but I refuse to let you take my pride. I won't hurt you or anyone as long as no one gets in my way or Sabrina's either." She said hurt. I tried to get her to look me in the eye but it was cutting it. I just sat there waiting. I sighed because I knew exactly what this girl was gonna do to me. She was gonna get the truth out of me and she wasn't even forcing me, but somehow I wanted her to know.

She looked up at me and that's when I opened my mouth,"They took my family, my siblings all away. I was left with no one, disowned by the rest of my family." I now had her attention and she was all ears.

"I got really drunk one day and I just wanted my sibling and so I took them with me. My dad was angry I took them and myself drunk driving so he followed us and I made a wrong turn for the both and I lost them. I've had no one since then until I found 24K. They're the closest I have to family. Kendrick is the closest to me having a father." I said.

"Why are you telling me this? Kendrick as a father? Are you insane?" She said and I tried to stay calm.

"You're not the only one who didn't have a family sweet heart. I've gone through a rough patch too." I said.

"No you don't get to relate to me. You HAD a family, I was never wanted from the day I was born and never wanted growing up in the system. I did everything on my own. Made a living for my own. I have no one and never had no one. You've had someone and when you felt alone you had 24k and you let them turn you into this." She said lifting her arms up at the end. She had my tongue tied. She was right and I never really noticed until now, I never heard her out or her story and I wanted to know more. I could feel her pain as she talked.

"Camilla.." I said.

"No, I'm not done. Sabrina is a little girl who's afraid and has family, a life to get to. She deserves to live it, she's fifteen years old and you guys, your family tortures her, traumatized her, they touch her where a young girl like her should have to! You don't think I know you guys don't keep your promises! I see the pain in her eyes! I see the bruises! She doesn't deserve it so I have no sympathy for you guys. I wouldn't hesitate to kill you guys, but if I do that and die then there's no one for Sabrina. 24k isn't a family. 24k is a bunch of morons like you who obey Kendrick like he's a lord but he's not. You're all a bunch of sick bastard who enjoy a beating to girls like us, enjoy touching us like as if we wanted it." She said walking outside in pure frustration. I felt horrible. I felt bad. I didn't want that for her or anyone else. I could really feel the pain.

"And if any ounce of you feels guilty then that just shows how much Kendrick has brain washed you. He took you when you were vulnerable and now you feel like you owe him your life when you don't. You have your own opinions and ideas but you're too afraid to say them. He brainwashed you into thinking this is okay and the person you used to know, the Justin you used to know, he's gone all because guns, drugs, money, and a piece of shit of a warehouse made you feel like home. Wake up Justin, a house isn't a home. It takes someone real to understand what I said. You're walking into a house and brought others along with you and people still don't feel at home." She said and I didn't know what was happening but I had tears in my eyes. I hadn't noticed until she walked up to me in the chair.

She swung her leg to the other side of me and started teasing me. "You tell me what feels real?" I was looking her dead in the eye confused, then she stopped and looked me in the eye like she saw a universe. She cupped my face and before I knew it, she cupped my face, my arms were around her waist and our lips had touched. It was a soft kiss, so simple and gentle but it felt like home. She felt like home.

I pushed her off of me and stood up. "Wake up Justin.. I know there's good in you, but do you think there's good in you?" And with that I walked out. I could hear her grunt in frustration as I slammed the door. I stopped when I heard something break but then continued walking. I wasn't looking back. She doesn't know me, she can't be doing this to me. Kendrick didn't brain wash me and use me when I was vulnerable. That's bull shit. Or was it?