*Peyton*
It took me a long while to process that.
"Hathorn? Its gotta be a coincidence." I said,frowning a bit.
"Yea it can,but records say that she went to Mexico to live with her dad during her early years,so it could be possible that either she's your sister,or your niece. Didn't you say momma was kind of old?"
"Yea,she was in her early 50's when we moved out,but how-"
"Maybe your mom had a son all this time and just didn't tell you guys. We need more information about her for sure,but its a big possibility that she's related to you,regardless of momma not being your biological mother."
I glanced over at Shad and Carlos,already hitting it off big. Shad was cheering Carlos up,seeing that he was very sad about his mom.
"How long is she going to be out?" I asked.
"We don't know right now,but the doctors say she is making huge progress. Hopefully she'll be up by tomorrow so we can come down and ask a few more questions." He said,glancing back at the room.
"What about Carlos?" I asked.
"Thats the thing. We cant reach anyone that she might know or be related to,so we might have to keep him at the station overnight. Or-"
"Keep him in the station? That child is scared out of his mind. He needs to be around something that will cheer him up." I paused a second.
"You think he could stay with us for the night? Shad can keep him some good company." I said,playing with my fingers.
"Well,I can ask,but I'm not sure they'd let us take him home,especially since Kristina didn't approve."
"Just tell them that we're childhood friends,and we'll bring him back first thing tomorrow. I'm sure they'll let that slide." I said.
"Okay. I can try. Just promise me not to stress yourself over this. Go home and try to get some rest." He said,before kissing me on the cheek and going over to talk to Dave for a minute. I walked over there with them and Dave said that it would be okay if we took him home with us.
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*Amaya*
I was currently decorating my new room,which used to be the guest room. I had painted the walls a pale purple,and I had all black furniture with purple and black decorations. I hung some lights on the walls and put a few posters up,then fell back on my bed,thinking a bit to myself.
Jacob hadn't really even talked to me,at all. He didn't even really look at me either,which made me feel even worse. There was really nothing left that I could do about it,though.
I looked out the window and noticed Mr. Johnson's car was gone once again. He really never comes home,cause he's at work most of the time. When he is home,he's sleep until he has to work again.
I heard the doorbell ring,and since I was no longer upstairs with everyone else,it was basically my job to answer doors now.
I sighed quietly and walked to the huge doors,peeking out of the peephole.
"Who is it?" I asked,observing a dark skinned girl with a gorgeous nose piercing and some long box braids. I couldn't really see her outfit.
"Its Yasmine. Jacob called me over?" She said in a nice tone. I frowned a bit,but quickly fixed my face and slowly opened the door.
"Hi." She said,immediately smiling when she saw me.
"You must be Peyton?" She asked,looking at me with a smile on her face. I put a small smile on mine.
