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Chapter 16

~Camille~
My eyes hurt from being awake so much. I've only bern here for about 2 months, and all that has happened, is me getting raped, and crying. It's so difficult thinking about everyone. Esther probably is sad. Shawn is probably worried. Nash is probably needing support from Jocelyn. I cry every time I think of them. I am still tied to this rusty pipe in the abandoned building, and still not given clothes. Since the autumn air is settling in, I've been very cold at night. This sucks balls. And I may not be able to live. Until tonight.
I was asleep on the pipe, when someone started giving me clothes. They started putting on my clothes and untying me from the pipe. I woke up to see a boy, very similar looking to me. He started pulling me up, as I stumbled.
"Who are you?" I demanded. He looked at me with brown eyes like me.
"Look, that women isn't lying. She is your mother. And that man is our father. And that boy that stalked you was hired by our parents to find you. And, I'm your brother. I'm your twin, Crawford." He said. Then I suddenly remembered my life as a baby. My parents were awful. They would hit all my brothers and sisters. I remember me as this little baby, then sent away from my family and adopted by the Shanes. Oh my god. Has my life been a lie.
"Crawford. I remember you. And my other brother, Christian? And, and Karisma? And Kirsten?" He smiled. I ran and hugged him.
"It has been so long since a I had a family again." I said.
"Yeah, all joy and games until they catch us. Chris is watching while Karisma and Kirsten are in a car waiting for us." He started bolting down the stairs of the abandoned building. I followed as quick as I could. Damn this boy is fast!
"Crawford! Slower!" I said. He slowed a little bit, but kept running. Soon, we came to another boy.
"Christian." I said. He smiled.
"Long lost sister." He replied. We ran into a car with two girls in it.
"Camille." They said together.
"Karisma and Kirsten." I said. The smiled. Kirsten slammed on the gas peddle and we went speeding down a street.
"So, where exactly are we?" I asked.
"Miami." Christian said.
"What the hell?" I said.
"Language!" Karisma bellowed.
"Sorry, I grew up with potty mouth friends." I raised my hands in defeat.
Kirsten turned a bunch if streets until we made it to an airport.
"We're going back to California." Christian said.

"Really?" I said excitedly.

"Yeah. Farthest away from our parents." He said. I nodded.

"Oh! Camille! I have your phone!" Crawford said while rummaging through his pockets. He pulled out my cracked iphone 5 and gave it to me.

"You guys are the most amazing people ever." I hugged them all.

"I need to call my friends." I exclaimed. I pulled out my phone and dialled Shawn's number. It rang 3 times then he picked up.
"Shawn?" I asked.

"CAMILLE! OH MY GOD! GUYS GET IN HERE! IT'S CAMILLE! SHE'S NOT DEAD!" He screamed. I heard a screaming Esther run into the room.

"CAMILLE!" Her little voice screeched. I laughed.
"Hi Esther." I said between chuckles. Then I swear Shawn's bedroom door broke, because I heard a huge CRACK! Then all the boys started babbling and yelling.
"Guys, I'm fine. I'll explain when I arrive home. But, do you wanna meet my siblings?" I looked at all them. They nodded.
"This is Karisma,"
"Hi!" She said.
"Kirsten,"
"HELLO!" She said.
"Christian,"
"Or just Chris." He said.
"And my twin Crawford!"
"Hello!" He said into the phone.
"Guys, I'm gonna try and get home as fast as I can." I said.
"Bye, guys." I hung up the phone. We all walked into the airport.
"Ah, crap. We missed the flight!" Chris shouted.
"We could drive?" I suggested.
"That'll take days." Kirsten complained.
"Our only hope." Crawford agreed. So we went back to the car and started driving. It was going to take us days, maybe weeks, to get home. Well, at least Shawn's knows I am safe.
"Uh, so Camille, that little girl I heard on the phone, is she your daughter? Because she seemed about 4 years old and-" I didn't let Karisma finish as I burst out laughing.
"You think I made her? No no no, so, I saw her walking alone one day, so I took her to my friend, he said to the police department, her father thy was a murderer that killed her mother, was sent to death, and now she lives with us and I'm gonna adopt her with my boyfriend when I'm 18." I explained. Man am I tired of telling that same story.
"Wait wait, boyfriend?" Chris and Crawford said in sync. I nodded.
"For how long?" Chris asked.
"Well, it was about a week before I was kidnapped, and it has been about two months. So it has been almost 3 months.
"Have you done anything?" Crawford asked sternly.
"Okay, I have literally met you about 2 hours ago, and your acting like the father I never had." I said. He grinned and looked out the window. It started raining.
"Beautiful." Karisma moaned. I leaned against Chris's shoulder, and fell asleep.