Strange Places (1D fanfic)

Chapter 2

This man had pictures of me in his safe. I removed everything related to me out, and searched for a birth certificate or some sort of identification.

Jackpot. Found his birth certificate.

August James Manson, born January 17, 1984 at 6:17PM. Parents: Joseph Donald Manson and Leah Marie Manson. Born at St. Johns hospital in Longview Washington.

What!! I continued looking through this file and found something about adoption and a name change.

Put up for Adoption at the age of 1 and was soon adopted by Gregory James Carlyle and Hannah Rae Carlyle.

Changed from August James Manson to James Lee Carlyle on January 30, 1989 by parents Greg Carlyle and Hannah Carlyle.

This doesn't make any sense. If this is true, I just slept with my brother. That and he said his name is August, but this says his name is James.

I hear a door slam shut, and I quickly put everything back in the safe. Grabbing my backpack, I go down the stairs and act as if I had just gotten out of the shower.

"Oh, hey. I'm glad you're still here. Someone was looking for you. She said her name was Leah. Ring any bells?" he asked me.

"Uh, Ya." I said, then added "She's my mom. Where's she now?" I asked while he rummaged through the fridge.

"Outside. I gave her my address in case you were still here." before he could say anything more I rushed out the door.

"Thanks!" I yelled behind me.

Sure enough my mom was there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her while walking. We walked about 2 minutes before she answered.

"Looking for you." she simply replied. Ya right she was only looking for me.

"Why?" I ask rudely. I didn't like it when my mom looked for me. She always found me. It got really annoying. I ran away from home for a reason.

"Because I love you, and hate when you run away. You know, every time you run away the police don't care. So I have to go looking for you myself. But I have mothers instinct, and find you every time." My mother explained this to me like she did every time.

"Okay, well I need to stop by the bar for a minute." I say starting to walk in the direction of the bar I was in last night.

"Young lady you are not going to a bar!" My mother yelled, trying to pull me back.

"I was there last night, and I left something there for safe keeping. I'm buddies with one of the bartenders. She knows when I come and go." We're almost to the bar now.

"Well I'm not letting you go in there alone. I'm coming with you." My mother stated, about to go in.

"Actually, I think it would be best if you waited out here. I'll only be 5 minutes, maybe 10." I really don't want my mother going in there.

"Fine." My mother said angrily.

I walked into the bar and closed the door quickly so my mother didn't hear anything. I got hollers from half the guys, and whistles from others. I walked up to the bar, and sat on one of the stools. The bartender smiled.

"And how may I be of service you?" He asked.

"I'm Ashley, I'm friends with one of the bartenders here. His name is Shaun, is he working today?" I ask. I hope Shaun is here.

"No, I'm sorry. I haven't seen him. The last shift he worked was Tuesday."

"Wait, he wasn't here last night?" I ask confused.

"Nope. But I was. And I remember you." He tells me.

"Okay, so did you see where these five guys went? They stayed together the entire night." I ask curiously

"Uh, ya I think they live a few blocks away. On Garfield I think." He answered.

"Thanks!" I yelled as I exited the bar.

My mom was waiting for me right outside the door. She tried talking to me, but I just walked away. I was on a mission. I had to find them.