Bell's POV

"Can I help you?" I asked the man who was next in line. I wasn't exactly paying attention to who he was until he opened his mouth.

"No, but I can defiantly help you." I look up recognizing the voice of my ex-boyfriend. I sigh.

"What do you want Dev? I'm working!" He rolls his eyes.

"Say you're sick or something!" He looks down at the paper in his hands, "We need to talk, now." I look at him.

"Devin, look, we've been over this..." he cut me off.

"This isn't about us!" he pauses, "This is about you." he finishes.

"Me?" I ask. He nods motioning towards the door.

I tell my boss that my "friend", Devin, wasn't mentally stable and I have to take him to the hospital... This better be REALLY important...

"I know where he is." Devin exclaims.

"You know where who is?" I ask him.

"Umm... Texas... No wait!" he fumbles the paper in his hand, "DALLY! Dallas Winston!" he said handing me the wrinkled piece of paper that had Dally's name, address and Tulsa Oklahoma written on it in Devin's handwriting. I read over it multiple times.

"No freaking way..." I say in disbelief, "How did you..." he cut me off.

"My cousin, Buck, Dallas is his room mate, I remembered how close you guys were when we were kids and when I talked to him on the phone..." I cut him off.

"You... You talked to Dallas?" he nodded then finished what he was saying before.

"I called to talk to Buck and he answered. We didn't talk a lot but I figured you would want to talk to him so there ya go.." he said nodding at the paper in my hand.

"Thank you, you have no idea how much this means to me!" I say.

"No, trust me, I do." he said winking and turning to walk away.


Dallas' POV

My head... Dammit! Why did I drink so much last night? What the fuck is that banging noise?

"Dal?" Oh, its just Buck..

"Whaaat?" I groan

"Your dad is on the phone man... You might wanna take this..." he says.

"Aww...Shit..I'll be right there." I yell to him as he shuts the door Soon I'm out of bed and stumbling down the stairs.I get to the phone and pick it up.

"Hello?" I say.

"Happy 18th.. Ya little son of a bitch..." he says on the other line.

"My birthday was last week pops..." I remind him.

"Whatever, you're legal now... So I called because I have something to tell ya.." he said.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"You have a little sister up in New York.. She's probably about 6 or 7 now.. I just figured I'd let ya know that she's in a girls home in the city. Since you're 18 now you could adopt the kid if you want, I don't care what ya do though.." he finishes.

"Of course you don't care.. You wouldn't and ya know what, maybe i will adopt the kid. It ain't right for her to feel like no one wants her. Trust me I learned from experience." I say yawning.

"Oh boo hoo! Poor Dallas!" he spits.

"Shut up!" I yell...Damn, now I know why I hate talking to him.. I see red whenever he opens his mouth.. "So whats her name?" I ask him.

"Who's name?" he asks.

"The kid!" I yell.

"Oh.. Umm.. Its Aubrey Winston.." he answers.

"Alright.. Well bye I guess.." I say not wanting to talk to the scum bag anymore.

"Yeah. Bye kid.." he says and hangs up the phone.

Well... I guess I'm going home...


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