Forever?

Chapter 7

•Kians pov•

" caylee, we need to talk." connor honestly looks concerned. I haven't seen him like this in a long time.

"I dont want want to talk." Caylee says burying her face in her knees.

"Caylee. he was hurting you. we can't just let this go!" I say trying to be strong myslef.

"why?" Trevor sits in the floor, almost about to cry.

"he would come hime drunk every night. he would abuse us till like 12 at night when I eventually take Troy in the bathroom and lock us both in. momma would be in her room locked up too. when daddy wasn't home, momma would yell at us for no reason. calling us names. she would call me fat. she would constantly tell Troy he was immature and stupid. it was hard for the both of us. Mom eventually had enough of daddys drinking, and divorced." she looked at each of the other guys sitting around the room.

"C.. I'm so sorry." Ricky stood up straight and rubbed the back of his neck.

" I mean I'm here with my brothers now, except troy."

****present****

•caylees pov•

balling my eyes out just sitting there was about the only thing I could physically do right now.

"Caylee. I know you don't want me to leave you right now, but I'll be right back. I promise."

•Sams pov•

I run inside and tell the guys to get their butts into the living room now.

they all come down the stairs one by one.

"ok o2l meeting. so you remember the plan about putting a room above the garage?" I look at jc, then kian.

"yeah, were going to this summer." Connor sits up in his chair.

"why?" Trevor looks up at me he's kinda sitting on the floor. domt really know why..

"Caylee. Remember the time we found out her dad abused her, well her brother troy is being abused still. can we build the apartment now? he can't live with his dad anymore."

"yeah. I mean we all know that we would do anything for caylee." Ricky smiles.

I get up "thank you guys." I run back to the back porch and tell caylee immediately.

"caylee. were gonna build a apartment above the garage. he can live there. I just aproved it with the guys." I kneel down next to her

"omg sam. this litterly means the world to me."

"there is nothing in this entire world that I wouldn't do for you."

we hug for a good 20 minutes.. probably longer. then we walk inside hand in hand.

"so guys. this means the world to me."

"no problem bæ" Trevor says in his girly kinda voice that he has.

we walk over to the coach and sit down. Sam sits in the middle and I sit on the edge. I fall unto his lap and curl my legs up to my chest and lay there. he puts his arm around me and he turns on 'Keeping Up With The Kardashians.'

"why are we watching this?" I ask him still laying on his lap.

"uh I dunno. maybe its a guilty pleasure of mine.." he smiles down at me then bites his lip.

"yeah right." I say sarcasticlly.

"hey, you never know. maybe I'm a male stripper addicted to crack cocaine."

"sure you are." I look up at him and laugh. I then take the remote and change it to 'big time rush' on nickalodean.

"this is litterly my shit." I look up at him and laugh.

"omg you cussed. that's new." sam laughed.

" and I'm not doing it again." I look towards the tv.

I think after like 5 minutes I completely fall asleep on My (I hope) Future Husbands lap.

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hey o2lers!

I'm grounded for the next week, so... sorry!

after words I promise I'll post chapter 8!

love ya *heart*