chapter 25

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*Tate*

Its been three days since my older sister picked me up and taken me back to her house...I was sitting outside listening to music on my ipod when I seen a delivery guy walking towards me with a bouquet of red roses, he quickly handed them to me and walked away. I walked inside and seen my sister walking downstairs and I quickly handed them to her.

I was about to walk away from her but she grabbed the back of myvshirt and pulled me back towards her...

Rose: what's going on with you Tate, this isn't like you...why are you in trouble with the law?

Tate: I got in trouble with them two times and it wasn't me that they were looking for the first time, I just happened to match the description of someone they were looking for...

Rose: and what about the second?

Tate: well lets say I got hooked on graffiti and started using the world as my canvas...

Rose: so you're telling me that you bought spray paint and decided to paint on a building or something similar to a building?

Tate: well technically I didn't buy the spray paint, my friend did and it was on a train that hasn't been running in years...it just happened to be to close to the police station at the time...

Rose: okay so what's the problem with you sneaking out at night?

Tate: I would sneak out to go see someone because mom wouldn't let me out of the house that often...have you ever been close to someone that you would do anything to keep them happy?

Rose: I was but things were said and we aren't speaking to him anymore.

Tate: so you understand what I mean?

Rose: yeah I understand and I know mom isn't the easiest person to get along with but she does care or else she wouldn't have called me...

Tate: she doesn't care or else she would have let me stayed there.

Rose: so this person you are talking about, do they mean a lot to you?

Tate: well yeah she does and she has nobody to take care of her....or her unborn child

Rose: unborn child...wait Tate are you saying what I'm thinking?

Tate: what no...the child isn't mine, the baby's father kicked her out after she told him that she was carrying his child...she is staying with her friend until she can get on her feet, I sorta promised her that I would get a place of my own and let her live with me but I can't keep that promise if I'm here and she's there...

Rose: I understand that Tate...do you have her number?

Tate: yeah I do...

Rose: so call her and tell her that you found a place...

Tate: you want me to lie to her, are you serious right now?!

Rose: just call her and I will handle the rest...

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