Mark's POV
I hear a loud BANG! It came for the direction Summer was in and sounded like a gunshot. I make my way up the street. A guy in all black runs across the street and I know something bad happened. I run to the house. I could see a figure on the ground and I could hear crying. I run closer to identify that figure as Summer. I run over to her and hug her tightly. "What happened?" I ask. "Guy... Gun... Bullet... Arm," She stutters. I notice her bleeding arm as she talks. I pull out my phone and call the cops. It takes them only a few minutes to arrive and takes both of us to the hospital.
-3 hours later-
Summer just arrived in a room since she was in surgery. She was asleep. "She'll be ok," A nurse reassures me as I'm crying in the chair next to her. 20 minutes later, she's up. "Jaxson?" She asks looking at me. "Mark," I tell her, only able to get my name out. "Where's Jaxson?" She asks. I sigh and call him. I was hurt she didn't want to see me. It takes him like 5 minutes to get to the hospital. "Baby are you ok?" He asks, rushing to her side. I look at his shoes that were awfully familiar. I try to think of where I saw them before. It takes me hours and hours of thinking. By the time it comes to me, Summer and I are mid-conversation and Jaxson had left. "HE DID IT!" I yell as she was telling me what happened. She looks at me confused as my eyes widen at the realization.
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The Long Journey Of Being Unwanted {Editing}
FanfictionBree just wanted to be loved. She has been from home to home looking for the right family. Will she find the right family or will she continue the long and painful journey?
