What's wrong?

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(Ty's POV)

I know that Jerome wants to talk to me. I know it's about my parents. Usually I hate to talk about my parents but I trust Jerome. I know that he will understand somehow and will make everything better.

We sit in silence through the whole car ride to the hotel. I stare out the window until we stop at the hotel parking lot. "We're in room 37. Ian and Skyler will sleep in one bed. You and me in the other, is that okay?" I nod as we reach our room.

He sits down on one of the beds. I follow him and sit on the bed but on the other side of it. He takes a deep breath and faces me, "What's wrong?" I stare at him for a few seconds then burst out into tears.he goes around the bed and sits down next to me.

He hugs me tightly, I do the same back. "Just let it all out." He whispers and I take a deep breath. "My family died in a car accident when I was 7." I wipe my eyes, "That was all the police told me, after that they took me to an orphanage. They didn't allow me to live with my aunt and uncle."

"As soon as I got to the orphanage they gave me a pair of clothes, that's it. Later on, when I was about 9, they let me use the computer. I found an article online telling me what happened the night my parents died." I put my head into my hands.

"It's okay, you don't need to tell me more, if you don't want to." I frown, "No, I need to say this." I take another deep breath, "It was my mom who killed them. She was an alcoholic, when she was driving she was drunk."

Jerome pulls away, "Why didn't your dad leave her? He could've taken you and your brother with him." I get up, take my shirt off and turn around, showing him my back. I can hear Jerome gasp. "She, she did this to you?" I nod, "The reason my father didn't leave her is because she threatened to kill him."

I put my shirt back on and turn around. "I'm so so sorry." Jerome stands up and hugs me. "It's not your fault, you didn't know. Thank you for talking to me." He smiles, "Thank you for letting me talk to you. I know it must have been hard for you to tell me this."

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