I woke up the next morning to find I was in the bed alone.
Maybe Damon went to go job hunting?
Who knows.
I heard a quiet knock on the door.
I groaned and dragged myself out of Damon's bed.
I unlocked and opened the door a crack to reveal a very stressed and sad Jordan.
"Kinsey, I cant stand you hating me." He croaked.
My heart started to ache in agony. I can't stay mad at him forever.
He's my brother for Christ's sake!
I opened the door completely and pulled Jordan in for a hug.
"I'm sorry." He cried.
"It's okay." I sighed.
"You just have to trust that I know what I'm doing. Damon wants to help us. He's an our friend, not our enemy. He really does care about us." I said, tears starting to crowd my vision.
"I'm sorry." He repeated.
I pulled away and gave his shoulders a reassuring squeeze.
"You just have to trust me" I smiled.
Jordan sniffed and smiled back at me.
"Do you forgive me?" He whispered."
"All is forgiven."
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Kylee's P.O.V:
Ever since the incident that took Valerie's life, I've been living with my brother and his family. I also started taking care of Valerie's little sister, Cadence.
I've been trying to help her cope with the loss of her sister, but not much will help.
It's only been a month, so I don't blame her for being so upset.
Especially since she's only six.
I've been taking her to counciler, but I guess only time can heal these wounds she has.
I've done research on the Rodriguez family, and found out that the last member of her family was her father.
Later I found out that he was apart of a gang and that was the main reason Valerie and her brother got kidnapped.
I grabbed my mobile phone and dialed my cousin's number.
"Hello?" Her voice rang through the speakers of the phone.
"Hey Kins, I have a question. About Cadence."
"What about Cadence." She asked slyly.
"Is her father.... Stable."
"I doubt it. He's probably a mad man. He lost his whole family in a span of two years. Why do you ask?"
"I want to know if he's stable enough to see Cadence."
"I wouldn't recommend it." She said lowly.
"Okay. Thanks." I said, hanging up.
I went back to my laptop and looked up the Rodriguez family again.
I found the man's phone number and dialed it.
It rang a few times before someone answered.
"Hello?" The raspy voice said.
"Hello, is this Gregory Rodriguez?" I asked, slightly nervous.
"Yes. Who's asking?"
"This is Kylee Collins. I'm calling to say I've heard about your family. I want to know if you're okay?"
