Chapter 3

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Your POV

We were eating in the dining room. Beth made chicken pot pie.

"So (y/n), how did you end up in he neighborhood?" Jerry asked.

I didn't know how to respond. I can't say I ran away from the orphanage. Because they would just send me back.

"She did say she hasn't eaten in a week." Rick said.

The whole family stops and stares at me.

"Goodness honey you've to be starving." Beth said to me.

"Yeah no wonder you're skinnier than a pole." Jerry replied.

"Dad!" Summer and Morty yelled.

"What? It just worries me." He said.

"To be honest, I don't know how I ended up here." I said to answer Jerry's question.

"What do you remember last?" Summer asked.

"Um... I remember walking in the city, then a gang of guys beat me up. I woke up a couple days later on the highway and started walking around the city. I didn't have any money so I couldn't eat. Only walk and sleep under trees in the woods." I lied.

Their faces turn from worried to shocked. I finish my food and sit in the living room. I hope they believe my lie. I didn't want to live in that orphanage ever again. Someone walks in.

"You alright?" Morty asked.

"Yeah." I replied, "I'm just tired."

Summer hands me some pjs and clothes.

"I didn't see you come with any clothes so I gave you some. My mom will take us shopping soon." She explained.

"Thank you." I replied, "Do you know where I could sleep?"

"You can (burp) sleep with me." Rick's voice spoke.

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