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I carried Nick in and put him on the counter. He is like a little baby. Nick wasn't talking. Corbyn went upstairs to set up Nick's room.

"You ok, Nick?" I asked.

"Yeah." Nick said, quietly. "When can I see Jojo again?"

"Probably never." I said. "You live with me and Corbyn now."

"But he's my boyfriend." Nick said, still quiet.

"Not anymore." I said.

"We didn't break up." Nick said and started to tear up.

"You just did." I said, getting a little mad. "Listen, Nicky. You're ours now and we love you."

I kissed his nose. I carried him to his  room upstairs before he could say anything. Corbyn was finishing making the bed.

"Hey, Nicky." Corbyn said, kissing his cheek.

"Time for a nap." I said.

We set him on the bed and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He shifted and fell asleep. Then there was knock at the door.

We walked downstairs. Nick was behind us. I didn't mind. I opened the door to see the police.

"Hands where I can see them!" One yelled. We threw our hands up.

"Nicolas Mayorga!" Another yelled.

"Where is Nicolas Mayorga?" One yelled and I looked back.

"Here!" Nick yelled. "I'm Nick!"

"Come here!" One yelled.

"No!" I yelled and grabbed Nick's hand, stopping him.

"Let him through!" One yelled.

I let go as they lifted their guns and Nick walked out. Jojo, Cenna, Ant, Tal and Caylus hugged him.

"Jonah Marais! Corbyn Besson! Walk out slowly!" One yelled.

They dragged us to the police car and I yelled "This isn't the end, Nick Mayorga!"

This definitely wasn't the end.

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