Part two

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Your P.O.V

I took a deep breath before I entered the place I was supposed to call home, but I've never felt like home here.. But right now I had no where else to go.

I walked into my bedroom and closed the connection with the outside world by locking my door.. I had just spent the whole day with my brothers girlfriend Halsey which had been exhausting, she could probably talk someone to death.. Sometimes I wonder how she has time to breathe between her rambling about nothing and everything at the same time.

I sat down on my bed and just stared blankly, I was to tired to do anything else.. I could barely keep my eyes open. I laid down with my upper body and kept my feet on the ground.. I looked on my phone to see what time it was, I had stupidly agreed to do one of Halsey's deliveries.. Sometimes, quite often actually, I wish for a different life! Because the one I had right now, sucked!

I sat up again, turned on my speakers and connected them to my phone, because even though I soon had to leave I just needed the beautiful escape from reality that music provided me with.

I'm both grateful and.. Well.. not so grateful for the life I've gotten.

It all started when my brother met Marcus and after that everything went downhills.

Well actually it started earlier than that, two years ago my brother and I lost our parents in a car accident, our mother had died right away, but our father died at the hospital just hours later..

So we turned into what the society calls orphans and because non of us where 18 we had to spend a year in foster care. After that my brother turned 18 and he signed some papers which made him my legal guardian.

We spent the remaining of our money on some train ticket that would take us away from all the painful memories, after that we were broke, we had nowhere to go, nowhere to live and nothing to eat..

Not long after we arrived my brother meet Marcus and he immediately stared working for him!

After that my brother completely lost his mind, the sweet loving Dylan I had always known was gone, instead he had turned into someone I could barely recognize..

I don't know if I should blame this business' he's in or Marcus. Luckily my brother wasn't a user, he only delivered the drugs.. At least that's what he's always told me and I believe him.

When Marcus found out that Dylan and I still didn't have a permanent place to live in, he took us in, gave my brother a promotion and gave us a home.. A home that felt more like a prison, because since the day I stepped a foot in this place security guards has been following every step I took.

But hey.. Look at us now!

Dylan is running the business and I.. Well.. I have a roof over my head and know how to use a gun, a knowledge I could of lived happily without!

I looked at my phone again to see that I had to leave soon, I had about 15 minutes to get Changed. The only problem is that we always text our costumer what clothes we will be wearing so they know what to look for and because this was Halsey's gig I had to wear her clothes tonight and they were a few sizes to big due to her being a lot taller than myself.

It surprised me that Dylan would have her ask me. He's usually very protective over me and he constantly say that he doesn't what me to get involved.. I think it has to do with his bad conscience.. If I know my brother correctly I know this isn't the life he wanted for us.

I packed the last of my stuff and unlocked my bedroom door only to be faced with a nervous looking Halsey, but I decided to not over think it.

"It's time" she said and handed me the delivery. I still don't understand why she couldn't do the delivery herself, but when I asked her about that she didn't really give me a real reason or excuse.

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