So you know what sucks? When your mom dies. It ruins everything. You wake up, completely expecting to see her, and she is just, gone. It feels like a vacuum just sucked all the light from your heart. Your day starts off crappy and there isn't much anyone can do to fix it.

Of course people you didn't even know you knew decide to show up then and tell you how sorry they are that your mom died. Usually followed by the world's most obnoxious question "Are you okay?". Well no, not really. My life sucks and I want my mommy, how about you? Not that I told anyone that.

Then to make it worse all these people that never saw you before now notice that you wince when you get hugged to hard. That it's a little strange that a pretty girl would wear a hoodie during the summer in Red Bluff, California. Even that you flinch when you see motion in the corner of your eye. I mean seriously, where were these geniuses when I was younger and hadn't become completely screwed up.

It's been a month now. I still wake up expecting to see my mom... for the most part everything is a blur. I am aware that they found this Shane person... I was brought to Sacramento a while ago and Shane is supposed to be here today to meet me and they want her to take me home. It won't be that simple... I mean bureaucracy can't just let things be simple. I really don't want to be here though.

"Josey? Honey?" someone says

"It's Joselynn" I tell them while looking out the window.

"Okay, well Joselynn your sister is going to be here soon a-" they start again

"She isn't my sister." I say as I watch a jeep pull up into the front of the building.

"I know it seems hard to deal with this but trust me when I say this is better for you." She says says softly.

"I'm almost an adult now, better would have been years ago." I mumble to softly for her to hear as I watch a tall thin brunette in her late twenties start walking towards the building.

Something brushes my arm and I jump up looking over quickly to my side. I stop as I realize it was just the lady who thinks she knows me.

To try and cover how startled I really was I pull my near black waist long hair over to my other shoulder. I bite my lip and wait for her to comment.

"We only want to help you sweetheart." She says in a soft voice like I might break. Honestly I don't know why they all are doing the "She is so breakable" crap. If I haven't broken yet.. I doubt I will now. You get really good at pretending when lies are how you survive.

I look behind the lady, noticing the short haired skinny brunette from outside talking to the lady at the front desk. The lady at the front desk turns around and points to Ms. Thinks-she-knows-me, and I know in that moment who she is.

Of course then my fight or flight response chose to hit big time. I never fight. The urge to do so almost entirely gone from me. My Green eyes meet hers for a brief second and I know she figured it out as well.

" !" The front desk woman called.

So since we know her name now. Mrs. Risa turned around and I chose that moment to start casually walking towards where I know the bathroom is.

My hands are shaking.

I can't breath.

I don't like the pressure.

And then the adrenaline kicks in.

And I run.

Now I'm outside.

I know people are following me.

Of course how often have they actually ran for survival?

I glance to my left and spot my way out.

Running hard I reach the corner of a six foot stone wall and continue running right up the wall grabbing the other side at the top and vaulting myself over.

Crap.

I just ran away.

In a city I'm not used to. I continue running into the gap between two buildings about a block away. Now I can fall apart.

I know that was a dumb move. I also know that someone should be able to find me pretty quickly here. I can't be the first kid to run like that. Plus Cameras, woo-hoo welcome to the 21st century.

However with the tears steaming down my face I really needed this. A moment for me was imperative to my mental health. A hug would be great right about now.

Oddly I can hear footsteps already. My run and hide skills are not that bad. What the heck? Looking up, my jaw drops. "You totally jumped the wall!" It's the long lost sister herself.

"I've had to do it a few times." She shrugged. "You going to run if I sit here?" She gestures to the concrete beside me.

"Naw" I shrug "to much effort to run again." I say as I try to control my breathing. "I still can't believe I actually ran."

"Well at least you didn't go far" She said then sighed. I wasn't really looking at her anymore as we both faced the opposite wall.

"So I'm kinda assuming you know but I'm Joselynn, apparently we are related. " I say turning to face her and shifting my body until my legs are crossed and I'm leaning with my elbows on my knees.

"Yeah, I wouldn't doubt it." She said while running her hand through her hair. "I'm Shane."

"Well Shane, if I go back... do you think I will be in as much trouble?" I ask as I stand up, then offer my hand to her.

She takes my hand and stands uup responding "I don't think you will be in trouble when it's only been a half an hour." I have to look up to see if she is sincere she is around eight inches taller than me.

I start walking towards the office I started in but pause to look back and say, "You know it's kinda funny this guy has two gay daughters."