T.W.Σ.N.T.Y S.Σ.V.Σ.N

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 ⤷Soda's P.O.V

    Two-Bit pulled up to the front doors, and said he would park the car. I got out, went right inside, and made a sharp right heading towards the waiting area and front desk. I was a bit shocked when I saw Steve standing near the windows, his back turned away from me.

     I made my way over to him, gently touching his shoulder with my hand, pulling him around to face me. His hand was over his mouth, it's something that he did while thinking.

     Our eyes connected, and I just hugged him. Feeling his body break, along with small sobs, and tears socking my shirt. His arms held my smaller frame really close. I didn't care at all who saw, if felt so good to have him in my arms. After a few minutes we pulled away, and I looked at him. He looked sad, and scared.

     "My dad," He could barely get the words out "H-he's alive."

     I felt shocked, and worried.

     "I thought he got drafted, and died."

     "Apparently he moved away, and hasn't tried to talk to my mom or me."

     A cough broke our small conversation, I turned around to face a man and next to her a woman. The woman spoke first.

     "Mr.Randle, we have an address to your father. We'll be sure to let him know what happened. Till then, we have a foster home to take you for a few nights."

     "Well," I spoke up, not wanting Steve to go to a foster home "Steve is like family to me and my brothers, could he stay with us?"

     "Yea," Steve said "Thank you." He whispered to me.

     The man and woman exchange a glance, and the woman spoke again.

     "Yes, that will be fine. Let us get your information."

     After giving and getting information, we walked out to the car. Two-Bit was talking with some socs in the parking lot when we got out there. But after the two of them saw Steve and I, they ran right off.

     We went home.

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