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"What happened isn't affecting me the way that it should." I admitted.

"What do you mean?" He questioned.

"I mean I should be feeling more emotions than I am right now. I feel like others are feeling for me more than I am myself. And I think it's because I've been through so much. Found my brother hanging, walked in the second my mom pulled the trigger and blew her brains out, has been abused by my dad for almost 4 years. And I've just become... Numb."

"I know you've been through the most horrendous things at only 17. And I won't say it's okay or that I understand. Cause it's not okay, and I don't understand." He paused for a second. "But you're strong. Stronger than I'll ever be. And if you ever wanna talk, I'm always right here."

I nodded my head. Our lips then got close together, until they finally locked. I began to rub his dick. He moved my hand and pulled away.

"Chris..." He sighed. "Just because we're now together doesn't mean we can have sex. I can still get in huge trouble."

"But no one will find out. I promise."

"I said no Chris. As much as I love you, I'm not gonna risk it. We're already pushing it by kissing. Besides, your birthday is right around the corner."

"Fine... I guess I can wait."

His phone then started to buzz. He got up and went into the other room. I sat there and thought. My birthday's on Wednesday, but I feel like I just can't wait that long. I need him. Crave him.

He walked back into by the living room.

"Get dressed. They want you to start getting your stuff put of the house." He told me. "While I'm getting dressed I'll call my dad and brother to meet us there to help. We'll drive my truck."

I nodded my head okay then went to my room and got dressed. We then left and went to the house. His dad and brother; Julian got there around the same time.

We walked into the house. They really tore the place up. All the stuff that I own is in my room. It's not a lot.

"Is this all?" Julian implied.

"Yeah. I don't own much." I shrugged.

I grabbed my leather jacket and put it on before doing anything. We then moved everything to Jason's truck. Excluding the furniture. It all fit on the bed.

We then went back to Jason's and put everything in my room. We thanked his dad and brother and they left.

"Okay, now you have to go back to the police station." He said.

"Can you go with me?

"Of course I can. Let's go."

We drove to the police station. I said who I was then had to go back to that room while Jason stayed in the lobby sitting down waiting.

The same man came it. Now it was a little more awkward for me. Now that my head isn't 100% all over the place, I'm really processing the fact that he once caught me in best with his daughter then chased me now the street. And now learning that his daughter slept with a gay man.

"So we need you to know that your father is going to prison. For drug abuse, physical abuse, child abuse, sexual assault, being involved with a prostitute, and holding someone captive against their will." I nodded my head as he named them all off. "You don't have to since by law you're still a child, but do you want to come to the courtcase?"

"No thank you. I just want to try and forget about this. I really don't want anymore to do with it."

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