Starting Over(Adopted By Jc Caylen)

Chapter 10{Edited}

Peyton:
Lia left earlier and now Jc and I are on the couch cuddling. "Peyt, I'm gonna go upstairs for a bit."

"K." He went up stairs and I continued watching spongebob. After a little but I smelt...smoke? Not like fire smoke, but candle smoke. I went upstairs and stopped in front of Jc's door. The source of the smoke. I cracked it open and gasped, while holding my breath. He was smoking marijuana. "D-Dad?" My voice cracked. "What are you doing?"

"Peyton please don't tell. It helps me calm down... plus I just started a couple weeks ago. But my head is killing me..."

"Come to my room." I sat on my bed and made him lie down, putting his head in my lap. I played with his hair to help relieve the head ache(Next time you have a head ache, have someone lightly tug your hair or play with your hair. It actually helps.).

"MmMmm... Peyt this feels nice." Je mumbled half asleep. I smiled.

"I know, Mel taught me how to do this for the kids with drugs problems at the orphanage." The memories came flooding back and I continued to smile. His eyes drooped closed and he fell asleep. I got off the bed, not waking him, and went to his room. I tucked his 'stuff' under his mattress and pillow and turned on the fan while cracking a window. We had cool windows with a metallic plastic as the screen so it was harder for robbers to break in. Our windows also locked if you wanted it to stay in a certain place. I went back in my room and fell asleep next to Jc.
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I woke up to a shattering glass. All the guys were asleep by now. I grabbed what I could from my room. I slid on a cool army belt they use for weapons Mel's older brother gave me. I slid in a baseball bat, a razor, a pocket knife, a big knife I took from my dead dad's knife collection, and my moms old gun, which Jc didn't know I had. I slowly crept down stairs and the kitchen light was on. "Dude shut up! Someone is gonna hear us!" I grabbed the bat and turned another corner. One more turn to the kitchen. I peered in and their backs were to me. I ducked under a table by the wall and climbed into the little door that was there. I'm in the vents.

"Hey!" I called, they turned startled and looking for me. They each had a gun out. I gulped.

"Where are you?" A deep husky voice asked. I pulled out my gun and took off the safety and I loaded it.

"Where am I?" I asked making it seem like I was confused. They fired. I didn't 

I came out of the vents and went down the stairs. "Hello gentlemen."

"No funny business or you get it!"

"We wouldn't want that would we now?" "No funny business from you two either." My body made it's way towards them. I stepped back and blinked. I opened my eyes and I was shot.

"We said no funny business."

I shot up, covered in sweat. I looked at Jc. The marijuana thing is real I guess. But the break in was a dream. I snuggled into his chest and tried going back to sleep. But I couldn't. "Daddy." I said shaking him lightly.

"What's the matter baby girl."

"I had a...Nightmare."

"Come here." I leaned back into him and he wrapped his arm around my waist. I felt so safe. I fell asleep after a little while.
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"Can I pleeeeaaaase dye my hair dad??"

"No I already told you."

"But dad! My hair isn't even this dark." It's true. My hair is dirty blonde, but it's not this dark. I dyed it to look like this.

"What are you talking about?"

"If I wash my hair with dye remover, my hair is actually a lot lighter. It's even lighter than Lia's hair." He pondered on the thought for a moment.

"Fine, you can dye it."

"Thank you so much dad!!" I ran upstairs and put on a white tank top, black shorts, black toms, and a baby pink cardigan. "Bye dad see you soon!"

"Bye. Be careful!" He yelled as I closed the door. I rushed to the hair salon and picked out my color. It's like a violet color mixed with grey... and it's absolutely stunning.

After like 3 hours at the hair salon we were done. "Wow this is so pretty!" I exclaimed as the lady held up the mirror.

"It looks great on you!"

"Thank you.." I left and realized that its Tuesday. I had school today. Oh well... I can blame Jc.. haha. I got back home and I placed my hood over my hair. I stepped inside and the guys were eager to see my hair.

"What color is it??" Kian kept asking. I chuckled and pulled off my hood. They all gasped. "It looks like a pale grape." Kian said.

"I guess so.." I said putting on a smile.

"You hungry?" Jc asked.

"Yeah."

"Give me a hug and I'll buy you lunch." He said with a smirk.

"Ok." I hugged him and his shirt smelled like... well you know, but only in one spot. "I would change your shirt dad." He looked at me confused then widened his eyes before bolting up the stairs.

"What was that about?" Sam asked confused.

"N-nothing... it was nothing."

"Hmm..." Ricky said walking up to me. He lifted me up and set me down.

"Why did you do that?" Completely ignoring my question he said,

"Peyton, why do you smell like drugs?"

Uh oh...