Chapter 6

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Trojan's POV
     "Mom! I'm sorry I mean Cher." I can't believe it. I thought she didn't love me anymore. I am corrected when Cher engulfs me in a huge hug. I lean my head against her chest. I feel tears dripping onto my head. I begin to cry too.
   "I missed you." I say.
    "Let's get you home now. Lucy. Thanks for everything." Cher says."It would have been so hard to get her back myself."
   I grab my stuff and we go back to Cher's house. The paparazzi are waiting and they begin to ask questions.
   "Screw you all!" I yell. Cher and I burst into laughter. We rush inside and plop onto the couch next to Buddy. God, I'm bloody tired. Cher begins to cook dinner, we are having chicken and bread with biscuits for dessert. My favorite, well, aside from Nandos. To be fair, who doesn't love Nandos?

        "Trojan! Dinner! Come eat, child!" Cher busts up laughing as I enter the dining room with a confused look and an arched eyebrow. An idea enters my crazy little mind. In my head, my 'battle cry' screams.

        "Rawr!" I shout as I jump onto her back, resulting in us both falling into the wall.

        "Ughhh. That hurt!" I groan loudly. My arm has a small cut on it, which is nothing to me, but Cher makes a huge deal of it. 

        "Cher, it barely even broke the skin. Stop fussing and feed me, slave!" I laugh the last part. Cher rolls her eyes dramatically, to be fair, once again, she is only eighteen.

        I eat my meal and head off to bed.
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   I thrash my arms around. I always have these nightmares. Replaying the moment when the fire engulfed my family and took their lives, leaving me to the foster system. To a horrible life of rejection, pain, and hate. Cher enters the room and smiles slightly,  laying in the bed next to me, humming a soft tune. I don't know what it is, but it is comforting. My sobs cease to exist, leaving me to keep my head buried in the crook of her neck as she rubs my back comfortingly. Buddy and Sharon hop onto the bed and start licking my hand. I groan slightly and stiffle a laugh. Sleep eventually takes me into its horrifying darkness.
    

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