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I finally found out somebody actually cared for me, and I wasn't going to let that go. No matter how hard I have to fight.
I'm finally, not alone.
3 WeeksLater
For three weeks I've been living with Travis, Avery, and their newborn baby Cara. I got to name her. A little after I woke up Avery felt kicks they checked her out and sure enough, the baby was ready. She gave birth while I was recovering from everything that happened.
Travis came to help Avery and Avery told him about me. Without my permission they adopted me. They gave me the guest room which was next to the baby's room and across from their room. I didn't need adopting, I'm 18 but than again I'm glad they did.
Okay anyway! Avery is doing fine, same with Cara. They came home a couple of days ago. A few days before me. I had to stay because they wanted to do some tests to make sure.
We all ate at the dinner table while Cara was sleeping in her crib that we brought into the living room. A knock came on the door. I got up and answered it my eyes went wide as well as my mouth as I screamed. There he stood, some teeth were missing and his white T-shirt was torn. He smelled and I realized it was beer. Travis arrived behind me he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me behind me where Avery hugged me tight. "Go! And never come back!" Travis snapped at our visitor.
"I just came back for my baby." George replied.
"She's not yours anymore."
"I beg to differ. Claire would want to hear this." I looked to Avery and nodded, her face filled of worry she let me go. I walked up to George going in front of Travis. "What?" I grunted.
"Come with me or your new family dies." he said pulling out a gun. My eyes went wide once again. Tears started to form and I nodded, "okay."
"No!" Travis protested.
"Claire..." Avery cried.
George smiled even more and grabbed my arm, "Say goodbye Claire-bear." My old nickname. I felt the gun on the side of my head. I reacted. I grabbed George's arm and twisted it away from anyone. I shot the gun making him out of bullets. Still holding his arm I kicked his gut and threw him to the ground. I looked up from him to Travis and Avery, "Go. I'll be alright. I'll find you once I'm done with him."
With hesitation they nodded and grabbed Cara and left. I pulled the handcuffs out of my back pocket that I always kept with me in case this happened. I cuffed George and called the cops. Each time he moved I knocked him out. Soon the cops came and took George. While I was in the hospital they visited me and we cleared everything up. That's how I got the cuffs.
They gave me a ride and I called Avery they went to the bus stop. The cops dropped me off there. That night I had a dream.
