As time goes on Chloe and Cole getting closer to people still having to get use to how nice people are here. But they love being here they like having all these people that they're able to call friends. Cause before back in high school there were people they thought was their friends but they weren't they were only doing it because they were dared to. Chloe and Cole always had trouble fitting. It got to a point where Chloe now could care less about what people think of her. They way she acted always more boyish than girly her parents were always saying things like "Oh it's just a phase." "It's bad for you to act like this."  or "You'll grow out of it." (My mom... like honestly she has said stuff like that to me in public.) It's not Chloe's fault she hated dresses and skirts. Whenever she could at an event where she should have worn a dress or skirt, she would wear a suit and tie. She preferred it and it's not like how she acts effects anyone.... so why would they care that much about? She always found most people confusing, but she found a lot of things confusing...

~Chloe's Pov~

Everyone had been gone doing things well except for me and Zane so we decide to hang out. As we were talking the door bell went off. I walked to the door and opened it to see my mom and dad. "What do you to want?" I asked "What? we just wanted to see you." they said smiling "Bullshit. I know you both hate me why are you here?" " Ummm we were worried about.... you?" "Don't believe you, you two never worried about me before so why would you now." "Chloe, why don't you believe us?" "What have you ever did in my life that would make me believe you." "What do you mean what we did?"  "Don't act like you don't fucking know if you don't I have proof," I said glaring at them. "Oh... We get it. We know what you're talking about now." They said sighing. Zane looked at me confused.

"What are you talking about?" Zane asked, "I'll tell you later." I said and he nodded "Who's he your boyfriend?" "Does it matter." "We'd like to know." "He's a friend." "How are Luca, Harley, Zach and Noah?" they asked "They're doing good," "Good." "Why do you care?" "They're are kids." "You two are bad at taking care of kids." "Hey!" "It's true... you messed up with me why wouldn't you with them." "You're not forgiving us are you." "No." "Do you plan to?" "No," I said they sighed and left.

"So what were you talking about?" "Huh?" "About you having proof with what they did." "Oh.... That. Scars." "Scars?" "Yeah." "A lot?" "For the most part yeah." "Where?" "Arms, legs, torso, back, and face." "That is a lot." "Yeah." All them." "Somewhat my own fault I was very clumsy and got hurt a lot." "Really?" "Yeah, I also ran into walls, doors, and doorframes a lot," I said.

Zane hugged me I smiled "So Chloe I want to ask you something." "Sure what is it?" "Would you be my girlfriend?" he asked "Yes!" I said he laughed a little. "What?" "Cute." "Cute?" "Yeah, you were being cute." "I'm not cute." "Are too." "Am not." "You are too and you can't change my mind." He said.  I kissed his cheek and he blushes a little I giggled. 

"Today is way better now." "Why's that?" "I really don't like my parents. So I wasn't happy about seeing them." "Oh..." "You also seem to have problems with your brothers." "It's only really Garroth." "I don't blame you on that." "You don't?" "No he's kinda annoying." "Finally another person who agrees." he said I smiled and hugged him he hugged back.