When Monday came, I got up with Reese just as I always did. We got ready for school and ate our breakfast without fighting with each other or anything. It was just going to be the two of us in this house for the next week. When Dad and Amanda got back, we'd have to go back to being good little kids.

Dad called us last night to make sure we were okay. He even called us Monday morning to make sure we were awake. I told him to no call us every five minutes and to enjoy himself on his honeymoon. He agreed after some coaxing by Amanda and we hung up on a good note.

But, when it came time to leave, I knew exactly where I was supposed to be going.

"Are you coming or what?" Reese asked me from the driver's seat of the car we shared. I looked around me for a moment, trying to think of some excuse. I was going to miss school today. He would notice, of course, and I also had to void being ratted out to our dad. I thought of a quick excuse before he got suspicious.

"I um... I forgot to do my homework! The teacher will kill me..." I muttered the last part to myself. He rolled his eyes.

"I'll meet you there. I have to do this or I'll be in big trouble. See you at school...uh... later." I waved awkwardly at my twin and watched him give me a weird look. He finally agreed to letting me be late and backed out if the driveway, going to grab Lilly before he left.

At lightning speed, I ran into the house and dropped my backpack on my bed.

I ran back out to the front door and grabbed my jacket, pulling it on, zipping it up, and putting my boots on. I walked out the door and started towards the garage.

Hunter was just pulling his shoes on when I opened his door after knocking. I took his whole body in and couldn't help but notice how handsome he was dressed like that. He had on a navy blue polo that was unbuttoned at the top and had the collar flipped up and had on a pair of blue jeans and some kind of tan shoes I didn't know the name of. I giggled at his messy hair.

"What? Fo I looks okay?" His voice cracked at the end and I could tell he was nervous. Still smiling, I stepped forward and patted his messy dark hair down. I then folded his collar down and buttoned one button - you could still see his chest peaking out which made him look ten times hotter.

"Better." I laced my fingers together in front of me and rocked back and forth on my heels. I heard a small thud and turned to see Shiloh rolling around on the floor with a sock in his paws.

I ran over to my kitten and picked him up. He protested, reaching for his sock he left on the ground while his nails dug into my jacket. I held him like a baby on his back and scratched his belly. I didn't even realize it when Hunter came up behind me. I drove when I felt his presence; his warm breath on my neck. He reached an arm around me and patted Shiloh's head.

"You know, I don't know if i'll be able to give the little guy back to you. He's mine forever." Hunter told me.

"Yeah, whatever you say." I rolled my eyes and put Shiloh down so he could play with his sock.

"Ready to go?" Hunter asked me. He slung his coat over his shoulder and opened the door for me. I nodded and shoved my hands in my pockets, walking down the stairs and to his car.

I climbed in the front passenger seat and buckled up just as Hunter slid in and buckled. He started the car and backed out of the driveway.

I watched him from the corner of my eye as his chest rose and fell from taking a shaky breath. I reached over and put my hand over top of his that he had laying on the console.

"It'll be okay." I told him. He glanced at me and turned his always-warm hand over to clutch my freezing ones in his.

*****

The prison was made completely of dark gray bricks and stood at least three stories tall. I wondered how the people who built this building laid all those bricks down. Maybe it was just my childish imagination that led to those weird thoughts.

I walked right beside of Hunter on our way to wherever this prison guard was leading us to. Our elbows brushed up against each other every once in a while. Every time I glanced up at Hunter, his face read noting but anxiety. He tugged at his collar a few times and was probably wishing he didn't wear that shirt today.

As badly as I wanted to just grab his hand and comfort him, I restrained myself from doing so because I know he needed his space.

"Right in here." The guard opened a large, metal, squeaky door for us and we entered it. I looked around to what seemed to be a cafeteria without the kitchen in it. Round metal tables were spread around with seats to go with them. Hunter cleared his throat and motioned for me to follow him to a table near another entrance. I assumed his mother would be coming out of that door.

"She should be here any time." Hunter told me. He clasped his hands together on the table so tight that his knuckles turned white. I wondered myself why he was so nervous to see her. Was it the memories of the horrible childhood he had? The pain she caused him?

Without a thought, I knew I had to control myself as well. I was nervous to meet her; scared to see if she really is the awful person Hunter described her as. I reached up on the table and wiggled my hand between Hunter's so he would release some pressure off his knuckles. He didn't look at me as he intertwined his fingers with mine. I gave them a slight squeeze of comfort.

When a loud squeak of a door opening sounded, I jumped slightly and automatically looked to make sure Hunter was okay. He was white as a ghost.

Two guards in dark blue suits walked out with a woman between them. Her hands were cuffed together in front of her and her orange jumpsuit made me want to turn my head and not look back. When my eyes finally reached her face, I took in the wretchedness of her appearance. My heart ached for her and a small part of me was hoping she wasn't as bad as Hunter said.

Her hair was in a messy ponytail and her eyes had bags under them from lack of sleep. Finally, I looked down at the table to keep from looking at her.

She sat down across from us and the guards backed up only a step or two. Was she this untrusting?

"Hey, mom." Hunter said weakly. I felt him squeeze my hand a little and I squeezed back to let him know I was here. He exhaled softly.

"Hunter, how are you? I missed you." She said sympathetically. With her hands still cuffed together, she reached forward on the table and touched his hand that was holding mine. When her eyes landed on my fingers, she followed them ll the way up my arm and to my face, taking into appearance.

"Hello," I said sheepishly, my face burning from discomfort.

Hunter's mother squinted her eyes at me. After a few seconds of staring me down, she reached forward as if to shake my hand and I shook it, feeling the surprising softness of her skin.

"Who's this?" She asked and turned to Hunter. His facial expression didn't change from cold and hard.

"This is Jasey. Jasey, this is my mother." He said, not moving his eyes from hers.

"You can call me Cindy." His mother said. I nodded my head slightly.

A moment of awkward silence passed as we all stared at each other. Me at Hunter, Hunter at Cindy, and Cindy at Hunter. She had a vacant look in her eyes as she stared at her son. It was like she was trying to figure him out all over again.

Having enough quiet time, I decided to break the ice a little more.

"So, how've you been, Cindy?" I piped up. Her head snapped over to me and she gave me a small smile that made me feel a little better.

"Just fine, thanks." She said coldly. The good feeling left me immediately.

"I'd like to know how my boy has been. Hunter?" Cindy stared at him with daggers as eyes. He glanced down at the table and back up at her.

"Good, mom. I'm living with Charlie now." He told her. Wouldn't she already know that?

Cindy rolled her eyes. "That man. He's despicable." I didn't react to any of this.

"No, actually. He's more a dad to me than my own dad ever was." Hunter said venomously.

"You're just like your father, though, son. You act just like him and you look just like him. You're a spitting imagine of him. I wouldn't be surprised if you turned out to be just like him." I could tell those words stung Hunter more than anything. He cringed and squeezed his eyes shut, turning his head the opposite way of me and his mom.

"Don't talk about him, mom." He said through gritted teeth. It was easy to tell he was trying hard not to screw this up. He wanted his mom back more than anything.

Then, Cindy turned to me. She was affected one but by Hunter's words.

"Did he tell you that his father used to work for a man that would sell him drugs, and he'd bring them home to me." Cindy asked me. Hunter slipped his hand out of mine and held my arms close to me, not sure how to answer that. Thankfully, Hunter stepped in.

"Stop talking about him, mom." He seethed.

But his mother didn't stop.

"He told me we'd be fine. No one would get in trouble, oh no. We'd be just fine.." She shook her head in disbelief.

Hunter stood up, sending his chair scooting backwards and his fists colliding with the table. The guards stepped forward but Hunter paid no attention to them. His eyes were glaring holes into Cindy's face.

"He was a bad man." She shook her head again, acting as if Hunter wasn't telling her to stop.

"Stop!"

"He killed m daughter!" Cindy yelled, giving Hunter a pleading yet menacing look. "He ruined our lives."

"That's enough. C'mon, Jasey. We're leaving." He grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the door we entered through. I looked back to see Cindy being pulled back towards the door she came in through, too.

"Don't turn into him!" Cindy sounded like she was crying now, but I didn't take the time to look back and see if it was true.

Hunter didn't let go of me until we reached his car. He flung my arm out of his grip and let me get in the passenger seat. He didn't take the deathly look off his face the while ride home. I thought maybe I could make him feel better about the situation.

"It'll be okay. Maybe she's just having a bad day." I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him. He didn't move an inch. He shrugged his shoulder hard enough to make my hand slip off. I recoiled and held my hands on my lap.

"No, it's never okay. I'm never okay." He said through his teeth, probably trying to hold back all his anger the best he could.

You are okay. You just have bad days. Everyone does." I told him a little more sternly. I didn't want to push his buttons, but also didn't want him taking his anger out on me.

"Oh, yeah. You make everything better." He told me. I glanced out the window to see we had just entered town. We'd be passing the diner in just a few moments.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I whispered. It was honestly confusing; being accused of something you have no idea what it was.

"You make my life a lot more crazy, Jasey. I don't need that right now. I don't need any of this." Hunter pulled I to the diner's parking lot and stopped the car in front of it. Every single word he said to me stung like a bee's sting.

"We're at the diner now," Hunter glanced out the window but didn't return his gaze to me, "you know your way home from here." My heart fell to the out of my stomach. At least it felt like it. Angry tears formed in my eyes and all I wanted to do was call him a jerk. It was four o'clock on one of the coldest days we've had so far. How could he do this?

"Hunter-"

"Just go," He interrupted me, "I don't want to hurt you." Then I heard him mutter, "physically or emotionally".

With that, I unbuckled hastily and stepped out of the car. I held onto the for for a moment more as stared at Hunter and the horribly pained expression on his face.

"I think it's a little too late for that." I seethed and slammed the door shut. I turned around as fast as I could and ran down the sidewalk, not caring that there's a big chance I could slip and fall. My stomach growled and I realized we never even got anything to eat today. But me appetite went away just as it appeared.

I glanced back once to see Hunter just now pulling out of the diner.

I reached the house an hour later. I took my good ole' time walking home because I don't want to deal with Reese's wrath. Plus, he probably has friends over.

When I stepped through that door, he was on my case. His twin telepathy must've been working, though, because his face turned from angry to sympathetic, then back to angry.

"What's wrong with you? Where have you been? You lied to me!" He put his hands on my shoulders and shook me slightly. I wrapped my fingers around both his wrists and shoved them off of me.

"Can we please talk about this later?" I begged him with my baby face.

"Jasey, I was wondering from the past several hours where my sister was. Was she lost in some city or was she dead in am alley way or was she actually doing something that wasn't bad? I was really worried about you, you know." He told me a little more gently.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'll tell you what happened eventually but I was safe. I was safe all day. I just didn't want to go to school. Sorry for scaring you." I put my arms around his waist and he hugged me back. These were the moments I looked forward to on bad days. No matter how much we fight, my brother has my back.

"Psh, who said I was scared?" He chuckled and I rolled my eyes.

"Um, you just did. You ding-dong." I laughed and he rubbed his knuckles on the top of my head. I swatted him away and went to lay in the couch. The rest if my day consisted of being extremely lazy with Reese as we watched action movies and threw popcorn at each other. It was pretty great.

When mid night came, I found myself laying on my bed, staring out the window. I wondered for the last time, before sleep took over, if Hunter was thinking about what happened a few hours ago. But my hopes vanished and I fell asleep peacefully.

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Sorry for the longer update! I didn't have much time to write this at all, and I feel like it's kind of crappy. One day i'll re-write it.

High school is a big pain in my butt.

Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter.

Question Of The Chapter: What's your thoughts on Hunter? And what are your thoughts on Reese?

Comment and tell me! I love to hear your opinions!

Song is Jasey Rae by All Time Low.

Yes, Jasey got her name from this song because the band is amazing and the song is amazing. I just really love them <3

THE WALKING DEAD COMES ON TONIGHT!!! Does anyone else watch it?! It is my favorite show ever and I am legit so excited for it. Tell me who your favorite character is if you watch it!