Cheryl's POV

I didn't want to admit it. Memories flushed my brain as I sat there taking in me mams words 'she looks just like you Cheryl' 'she's 15' back when I was 15 I could still remember exactly what happened. I was young and rebellious, and one stupid night I got really drunk and slept with a man named Jason Mirno he was older than us, that was me first time.. and I had fallen pregnant, he wanted us to abort the baby but I don't believe in abortion so I kept the baby and after giving birth I gave away my little girl to the orphanage. But there's no way Julie is mine. No way. I'm surprised the public and media didn't find out about it.

"What are we supposed to do?" I finally asked

"I don't know pet" me mam said putting her head in her hands

"I don't want her going back there" I said past the lump that had formed in me throat

"We could go to the bizzies?" me mam offered

"Yeah but we'd have to speak to Julie first" I said

"Give her some time to rest and we'll talk to her"

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Julie's POV

I woke up from a peaceful sleep. For once I fell asleep not worrying if someone was going to come into my room and hurt me. I felt safe. Is this what safety feels like? I got out of bed after laying in there for several minutes and went down the stairs and heard voices coming from the front room so I figured they were sitting in there. I walked in to be met by Cheryl, Joan, and a man that looks to be about 25. I walked over and sat next to Joan feeling most comfortable next to her.

"Good sleep?" she asked rubbing my back

"Yeah it was nice" I said with a small smile

"Ooo someone's got dimples" she cooed pinching my cheeks lightly and I couldn't help but laugh. She winked over at Cheryl and I wasn't sure why. They're just dimples, I simply brushed it off.

"This is me brother Garry" Cheryl said introducing the stranger. I just smiled as a reply. Cheryl and Garry were sitting across from us on the other sofa, with a coffee table separating us.

"You must be Julie?" he asked with a heart warming smile. He seems like a harmless guy

"Yeah that's me" I replied feeling comfortable around him suddenly

"So what is it teenagers do for fun these days?" he asked

"I don't know" I shrugged. And I really don't know what kids my age do

"What do you's do for fun then?" he asked. I think he was just trying to get me comfortable around him, and it was working

"I don't really do anything" I said truthfully and he looks abit disappointed

"Don't look so sad.. I really don't do anything, honest" I said, I felt like I could be myself around Joan and Garry but something was holding me back from Cheryl

"Aye I'm not sad.. do you know me pop-star sister?" he said nodding his head towards Cheryl who in return rolled her eyes

"I've seen her on magazines here and there.. Like I said I don't really do anything" I said and I was being honest I'd see her on magazines around my foster parent's houses

"I once had a foster sister who would listen to you all the time.. I would hear your music blaring from her bedroom.. that's pretty much it" I added, she simply smiled showing off her dimples that were very similar to mine.. maybe that's why Joan winked at her

"She isn't that good anyway" Garry said making me laugh

"Oi! Watch it man" Cheryl shoved him. I wish I had a brother who I could joke with, a biological brother to be exact. I wonder if I had a brother or sister? maybe my parents gave us all away.. or maybe it was just me. The mistake.

"Anyways! I better go! Me mates are meeting us at the pub! see you around kiddo" he got up and ruffled my hair and left. Leaving my hair a mess, I smoothed it down with a small smile on my face

"Julie can I ask you something pet?" Joan asked tucking a piece of hair behind me ear

"Sure" I said afraid what she was going to ask

"Do you want to go to the bizzies?" she asked I gave her w confused look

"Bizzies?" I asked

"She means police" Cheryl laughed

"Oh.. I don't know.. I mean I do have to eventually go back there" I said. I never really called it home, because it was never home.

"You don't have to" Cheryl said

"Well I kind of do, they're my owners" I said

"Owners? pet you're not an animal" Cheryl said a little sad

"Feels like it sometimes" I mumbled to myself

"What is it?" Cheryl said

"Nothing" I said looking at my fingers

"What do you want to do?" Joan asked me, I simply shrugged my shoulders

"Um.. I don't want them to get into trouble" I said

"Get into trouble!? that man should be sent to jail!" Cheryl snapped scaring me a little with her tone

"He has a family! A wife and 3 children! Why would you want to take their father away!" I snapped back and she was a little taken back by my out burst. She sat there for a minute before she said anything

"Well then come on, let's go get your stuff" Cheryl said standing up, this time she was a little more gentle

"W-what if he does something" I say panicking

"He won't pet we're both going to be there with you" Joan said standing up and holding her hand out for me to take it and I took it instantly