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you aren’t a bother to us.” He hops out and holds his hand out for me. “Come on, let us take you home.”
    I give in and let him help up. Bo lifts up the middle console inviting me scoot over. Sighing, I reluctantly slide over. J climbs in next to me closing the door behind him. I roll my eyes dramatically.
    “Just to ensure you don’t get any ideas about jumping out of the truck,” J teases as Bo drives away.
    When Bo pulls into my driveway, my heart starts racing. They’re home. They will not like this.
    The front door opens and Dad walks out onto the porch…with his gun! I climb over J and jump out. I mutter a ‘thanks’ and shut the door. I needed to get inside and them gone before Dad puts a bullet through the windshield. Dad is glaring at the truck like he wants to shoot whoever is in it. I walk quickly to the door, keeping my head down.
    Dad grabs my arm as I walk by him, stopping me. “Who the hell is that?” he snarls. Dad is tall and thin, from the drugs of course. He used to have a gut and pearly white teeth. Now, his face is sunken in and his teeth just look nasty.
    “A couple of friends from school,” I say jerking my arm free from his vice grip.
    “What happened to keeping a low profile, huh?”
    Instead of answering I just walk inside. It isn’t until I am inside I hear the roar of the truck fade away. I head straight to my new room so I can unpack my clothes and a few other things, everything else will stay packed up. That way when we leave again, I’m practically done.
    I spend the evening hanging up my clothes and arranging pictures where I want them. Before my life was uprooted, I had several friends and a boyfriend. It broke my heart to leave them, but what choice did I have? I miss my crazy friends and I miss Zack. My dad didn’t think it was a good idea for me to have a phone because he thought I would slip up and tell our whereabouts. So I have no way of contacting my old friends even if I wanted to.
    By ten, I’m as unpacked as I’m going to get. I clean the house since I’m not sure of the last time it was cleaned. Dinner had been cooked, ate, and the remains had been put away. I’m exhausted so I decide to call it a night.
     
    The next morning, I am kind of dreading going to school knowing I was going to have to face Bo and J again. It’s not that I hate them, but they annoy the crap out of me, mainly Bo. After the way, my dad acted they probably don’t want to have anything to do with me anyways. Why do I care?
    Throwing my backpack over my shoulder I head out the front door. The sky is overcast this morning signaling it probably will rain later.
    I had just made it to the pavement when low and behold guess who shows up? You guessed it…Bo and J. Bo has a smug grin on his face while J still seems moody.
    Bo leans forward, propping his elbow on the steering wheel. “You weren’t gonna walk to school were you darlin’?”
    “This is a beautiful day, why not?” I shrug and start walking.
    I didn’t make it two steps before I hear the truck door open. I’m walking one second and the next I’m cradled in J’s arms.
    “What is with you guys insisting on carrying me?” I ask bitterly.
    “Maybe I like having you in my arms,” J professes. I make the mistake of looking up at him. His eyes are transfixed with mine. His piercing honey colored eyes make my stomach clench. My eyes rake over his perfect face, taking in his every twitch in his jaw and the way his lips are parted.
    Breaking the spell, I shake my head as he lifts me and places me in the seat. Once again, Bo lifts up the center console inviting me to scoot over. I watch J hop in and buckle up. Over his shoulder, I spot my mother and father standing in the window with disapproving looks on their faces. Great, the rate I’m going we will move before the week is up.
    “How are your head and your hand?” J inspects my head first then grasps my hand and looks it over before running his hand over it, massaging