Forever?

Chapter 6

•Sams Pov•

It was me. Me and him when we were like 13, before we even knew Caylee.

I had dark brown hair, and I was wearing a shirt with a cat on it... I don't even like cats! Kian was wearing a solid black shirt with a orange and blue pocket on the front.

"woah.'' I dropped my jaw

"yeah. I know right. we look tiny." kian looked at me and smiled.

"what the heck was I wearing? I don't even like cats!"

Kian smirked.

"I'm leaving. you ruined our moment. B***h." I laughed.

''Whatever Samers.''

He absolutely knows I hate Kian calling me Samers. He called me that when we were like 12. I just don't like it. I walk down stairs and see Caylee not on our bed anymore.

"Caylee?"

She wasn't in the living room either.

"JC, have you seen Caylee?" I stopped JC looking in the fridge for nutella... I hope he knows its not in the fridge...

"Uhh... No." JC stuck his head back in the fridge.

"OK thanks, oh and the nutellas in the pantry smart one..." I giggled and walked away.

I walked on the back porch to see Caylee sitting there just crying. I run up to her and get on my knees in front of her.

"Babe, what's wrong??"

" Sam, have I ever told you bout Troy?"

"No.. Who's Troy?"

" Well I have a little brother, so when my mom and dad d-divorced, I came and lived with y'all, and Troy stayed with Dad. Dad would a-abuse us. Apparently T-Troy just got a phone, found my number, and called me while .... While daddy was beating on him. Sam..."

"Why didn't you tell me this before?" I try my hardest not to cry in front of her.

"Because i-it was har-hard to talk about it baby. I want troy to move in with grandma. S-she wouldn't hurt him.

******8 months earlier********

" Guys, it means a lot that your letting me move in with y'all."

"No problem, C." Kian smiled, and then JC and Connor litterly covered me in hugs.

" I already feel at home..." Pushing JC and Connor off of me, smiling and giggling.

" you are at home! We love you staying with us!" Connor did his little "tehe" thing that he does, and then took my bookbag off my back. He told me to follow him upstairs to my new room, so I did.

We get up to my room, I start to unpack my stuff, and then I see my favorite homemade, o2l tyedye shirt that me and the guys made a couple months ago.

"Connor, can you turn around for a second?".

"Yeah, why?"

"Cuz imma change into my other T-shirt."

"Okay" he turns around and pulls out his phone from his pocket.

He ends up turning around before I told him to and I knew something in his mind wasn't right.

"Caylee...."

Before he even finished his sentence,I knew what he was talking about and immidately burst into crying. Right there in my new bedroom.

" connor. Don't t-tell the g-guys."

" caylee I have to. He was hurting you wasn't he?" Connor ran up to me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Yes. C-connor I don't care if you tell, but I don't want it to be something that y'all worry about."

"Hun, I'll be right back. I've gotta cool off. Why would he do that?" He walked out and ran down stairs.

I sat on my bed balling my eyes out. I knew I would have to tell them but I didn't t think it was going to be today. The first day I start living in the o2l house.

•Connors pov•

I ran downstairs to see the guys sitting on the coach and Kian sitting on the floor.

"Conndamon? What's wrong?" Clearly they can see that I was crying

"guys.. its caylee." I say trying my hardest not to falloit on the floor amd cry my eyes out.

"what's wrong?" ricky stands up.

"caylee was abused before she moved in with us." I start crying a lot.

"oh my gosh." jc says covering his mouth.

"how do you know?" kian questions me looking concerned.. almost about to cry.

"she has bruises all over her. that's why she always wears sweatshirts and jeans." I say looking down at my feet.

"oh my gosh. we need to talk to her." Sam gets up amd starts to walk up the stairs.

we all get up to her bedroom door. I knock on it

" I d-dont want to t-talk." caylee says from inside her room.

"caylee please. its me amd the guys."

"guys I dont want to talk. sorry" we eventually just walk in. she's sitting on her bed with he knees to her chest. she's wesring the sweatshirt she always does and a pair of jeans.

" I said I didn't want to talk." she's crying

I go in sit on her bed, along with kian. Jc goes to her closet, closes the door and stands there. Rickys standing in the door frame, Sams in her spinny chair, and Trevors sitting in the floor.

" caylee, I think we all need to talk."

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sorry guys I should post more, but school amd things are hard

I love you guys

o2l for life

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