Grace, 16 years old, smart, pretty, but also shes secretly a bad ass.
she gets adopted by Gabbie and Jack.
at first, she was scared.
but then they helped her start to get used to them.
many reasons she had to explain to her 'parents' why she is...
i went into Keith's bathroom and saw my stuff still there. that made a smile appear.
i brushed my teeth, hair and put on my daily face cream.
i went back and saw Keith was still sleeping but Raphael was waking up.
as soon as his pacifier falls out of his mouth, he cries so i pick him up. i feed him and then he sleeps again.
this little baby has such a good life and i'm glad.
I don't want him to go through what i did.
i put in his pacifier and he goes 'back to bed'.
i get dressed into some sweats and a sports bra.
i grabbed the keys to my car and left Keith's apartment.
i drove fast but not too fast.
i got to the place and i ran in.
i started banging on the door.
some new girl opened the door.
"who are you?" she asked in a sassy yet rude tone.
"where the fuck, is Barbra?" i asked in the same tone.
"in her room why?"
i pushed passed her and walked into the rehab place (i might have said therapy in my last chapter but she did take therapy too) and straight to Barbra's room.
i heard moans come out of there.
i came on time.
i went over to Emma's room and i opened the door to her peacefully sleeping.
i walked over to her and sat on the bed.
"wake up girly. i'm getting you out." she rolled around and then opened her eyes.
she saw me and jumped up and hugged me so tight. i obviously hugged back.
"your coming with me."
we stood up and walked to Barbra's door.
see, i already put my phone on the floor so it recorded all sounds.
i picked it up and put it in my pocket.
i burst through the door with Emma right behind me.
they both jumped up.
"wow, Ethan. fucking Barbra." i sighed and shook my head.
"what are you doing here?" Barbra asked scared.
good.
"oh i came to take Emma," i said smirking. she shook her head. "you can't do th-"
"i think i can. i have your moans and your fucking someone who's from rehab," i said.
"oh...and don't forget, YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME!! KEITH IS ALIVE AND YOU FUCKING BITCH LIED TO ME!!" i yelled completely mad.
"so i take Emma or your little sex tape goes to everyone and people will find out that you're a lying bitch." she didn't say anything to me and Emma left.
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"i want another tattoo so we'll go get em together," i said driving to the tattoo shop.
"i don't want one," she said. i nodded my head not pushing her to do something she doesn't want to do.
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i got this tattoo:
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and i also got this one on my left hand:
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Emma decided she did want a tattoo to 'fit in with me'.
she asked me to take a picture of her so she could post it on Instagram.
iamemma Los Angeles, California
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we drove back to Keith's place and once i entered through the door, there was an angry Keith sitting on the couch.
