Stolen Heart

Chapter 27

Sarah POV-

I saw Rocky press his lips to Chelsea's and my jaw dropped open. "Look!" I said as I nudged Ross, pointing in their direction. "Woah." He said. "Go rocky!"

I rolled my eyes and hit him playfully.

"Come on let's-" I started, but then I saw Chelsea fall into the pool. "Rocky!" I yelled as I ran over to him. "What?" He asked. "If you wanna win a girl over, you can't kiss her then throw her into the pool." I said. "Why not? That's how I won you over." I heard Ross say. "Well on you it works." I said with a smirk. His face turned bright red.

Chelsea resurfaced and glared at rocky. "Rocky, whatever your middle name is, Lynch!" She yelled. Rocky shrugged then leaned down near he edge of the pool. "Need help?" He asked as he stuck his hand out to her. She nodded, then took his hand. She was lifted out of the pool, then stood in front of rocky. "Thank you." She said, then started to lean into his lips. Instead of kissing him, she pushed him into the pool. I laughed, then walked next to Ross.

"Did things work out with Riker and Ashley?" He asked as he sat down on a lounge chair. I nodded my head. "Yep!" I said. To be honest, I wish things never worked out with them. I still love Riker, but I still love Ross too. Should I move on?

"Great, everyone's happy." Ross said as he grabbed my hand. "I guess so.." I said, then kissed his cheek.

I don't know, maybe being over riker is a good thing. If Ashley's happy, maybe I am too.

I was just about to jump into the pool, but then the phone started ringing. "Be right back." Ross said, then ran into the house. He soon came back with the phone in hand. "Sarah," he said. "It's for you."

I went over to him, and took the phone out of his hand. "Hello?" I spoke into the phone. "Sarah, it's Derek. Some state people are here. They need to talk to you." He explained. "What why?" I asked. "I-I don't know. I'm scared. Just come over, quick." He said. "Ok, be right over." I said, then hung up. "Ross!" I yelled to him. "Ya babe?" He said as he walked back over to me. "I have to go back home, some sort family crisis." I said as I gathered my things. "Want me to come with you?" He asked. "Please." I replied, then we both walked out the door and to my house.

We walked through the door, and I saw two men sitting on the couch in tuxedos. "H-hello." I said as I out my stuff down on the counter. "Derek, Joey, go upstairs." I said to them. They nodded, then ran up the stairs.

"Who are they?" Ross whispered in my ear. "They are state people." I whispered to him. He nodded his head. "So, uh, what do you need?" I asked the men. "How old are you?" They asked, dodging my question. "Eighteen." I replied. "How many other people are living here? How old are they?" They asked. "Three, and eight, seventeen, and fourteen." I replied.

They looked at each other and nodded. "I'm sorry miss, but since your only eighteen, you can only live with one other person. Your brother's will have to go into foster care."