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                          August's pov
Chief was pissed.

"Forget to tell us some things?" He asks.

I then look to the floor and back at him. He found out.

"I'm guessin you got in contact with my grandparents. Well. They don't know it all. My parents well.. Mom did drugs. Dad went out and drank. There was hardly food in the house. Mom never cared what I did. All she wanted was heroine. When I was ten they left my at the mall. So I lived outta there until my grandparents found me. I didn't really feel safe unless I was in the garage close to the cars. Yea weird. Then as I got older. I was abused. Then I was in street fights, and the last one I kept the scar. I got in trouble with the law because of the fights. I vowed to myself no more fights like that. Then my ex happened." I say. I then let out a sigh.

"What did he do?" Chief asks.

"He... He raped and abused me. I came here to get away from him but he found me." I say.

"Wait the guy that showed up? Chief asks.

"Yepp. He tried to kill me. I did not want cops involved. So. Came here, started going by my middle name. And I have not looked back." I say.

"You could have said something." He says.

"Didn't want to. There was nothin to say." I say.

"August don't give me that bull shit. You knew that stuff had gone on. We ain't gonna judge you. We care about you. Look, since you got here, Shawn and I have done nothing but brag about you. Honestly your like a little sister to us." He says.

"Really?" I ask.

"Yes. Have you talked to Monkey about this?" He asks.

"I'm afraid to." I say.