- The Next Morning -

I woke up to Jensen shaking me and he said, "Wake up, Lena. It's almost 2 in the afternoon. Everyone is downstairs waiting for you."

I nodded and then he left the room before I got up and took a shower. I got dressed in a black croptop that says 'Be yourself... unless you can be a unicorn and then be a unicorn.', white ripped skinny jeans and my combat boots. I walked downstairs to see everyone up and Mom was playing dolls with Justice and Tom, Shep and West played with blocks while Dad, Misha and Jensen sat on the couch watching them. I started playing dolls with Justice before I

got a flashback.

~Flashback~

I walked downstairs to see my mom and dad celebrating my 6th birthday without me and I sighed before I said, "Hey Mama. Hey Daddy. Today's my birthday."

My mom slapped me and said, "Go back up to your room and don't come back down here unless we call you, you little brat."

I felt a tear run down my cheek and then I ran back up to my room before my older sister, Jasmine walked into the room and she started playing dolls with me. Then my mom and dad walked inside and my dad dragged her out of the room and I heard a scream before I heard a gun shot. Then my dad walked into the room with a gun and my mom held me down while he shot me in the stomach before everything went black. Then I woke up in the hospital and they told me that Jasmine was dead and that I would be put in an orphanage.

-10 Years Later -

I am turning 18 in 6 months and I just got adopted by Jared and Gen.

~End Of Flashback~

I heard someone calling my name and then I jumped before I saw that it was Mom. She wiped away a tear that had fell down my cheek. I looked at her before she asked, "Are you okay?"

I nodded slowly and he sighed before she said, "Your dad and I will be here ready to listen whenever you're ready to talk, sweetheart."

I nodded slowly and then she went back to playing dolls with Justice. I sighed and then I got up and walked into the kitchen to get me something to eat for breakfast. My phone rung and it was my social worker, Ashley. I answered it and she said, "Allison, I have bad news and horrible news. The bad news is that your parents have been let out of prison and the horrible news is that they know where you live."

I was walking towards the living room with my bowl of Cheerios in my hands until she said that causing me to drop my bowl of Cheerios in shock. The next thing I remember is the bowl shattering, several people calling my name and the floor getting closer to my face before everything went black.