A/N: (*starts singing*)Guess who's back?! Back again?!(*ends singing*) Lol! That's right it's ME! Lol!

So for the first time ever I'm gonna try and do the Point Of View thing with this story. Usually, I don't write in POVs, but I thought that I'd give it a try. Unfortunately, this chapter is basically in nobody's pov, but the next chapter will be. Probably, mostly Sarah's since this story mainly centers around her. So if I'm doing the whole POV thing wrong, than I'm sorry. I tried.

But enough about that! On to the shoutouts!:

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8 Years Later

Nobody's POV

It's been eight years since that day that the young Sarah Fox as ran away from home. And ever since then her life has went further down hill. Now she works the streets of Whitechapel as a prostitute. Sleeping with guys for money and then giving the money to her pimp, Jesse Black, who would sometimes hit her if she ever messes up or says the wrong thing to him. She's even gotten into doing drugs a few times. Mostly, do to the fact that that's what the client wanted her to do first before having sex. Heck! She even had to sell drugs sometimes for Jesse, but he mostly had her having sex with guys for their money. This is how her life's been for the past eight years. Miserable, lonely, and broken. She hated this life and desperately wanted to just go back home and return to the "good girl" that she once was, but she knew that that would never happen. That life was over now. She was much too scared to leave now. Afraid of what Jesse would do to her if she ever did try to leave. Actually, she did know. A few years back, a girl that worked for Jesse had ended up dead because they wanted out. And Jesse had told her the only way out is in a body bag. Despite Sarah's current lifestyle, she did manage to make a good friend in all this. One of the other girls, who was a couple years older than her. Her name was Erica Jones. She was the one who helped her out during her first year of all this. Erica had been doing this about two years before Sarah was. The two became such good friends that Erica had let Sarah move in with her, in her nice little apartment.

Though they were close, Sarah still always felt alone. She would mention to her how she wished that she could leave and be able to live a normal life again, but Erica would just tell that she knew how she felt but things are what they are now. Unlike Sarah, Erica didn't mind her choice of living. At first she was like Sarah, wishing to be able to go back home, but after awhile she got used to it and loved getting all the things that came with it like expensive clothes, jewelry, shoes, a nice apartment, and even a really nice car to drive. So Sarah would always feel that she just didn't understand her, when it came to that topic, anymore. Sure those things are nice, but to Sarah all she really wanted was someone to love and to spend the rest of her life with happily. Who would love her for her personality and not for her body. But she could never have that while living like this. Who would ever love someone like her, who dresses like a slut and just sleeps around with guys for money?

Sarah was currently out doing her job. She was currently with a client, who didn't want to pay for her services. "Come on, babe! What's just one freebie?" said the man putting his hand on her butt and squeezing it lightly.

Sarah took the guy's hands off her butt and threw them downward. "Look. I'm sorry sir! But that's how it works. No freebies! It's either you pay for my services or don't pay and get nothing." she stated sternly, glaring at the man.

"Awe! Come on! What your boss doesn't know, won't hurt him." purred the man. He then put his arms around Sarah's waist and leaned in, trying to kiss her. But Sarah then stomped her heeled shoe on the man's foot causing him to release her and yelp in pain. Sarah took this opportunity to run, but as soon as she turned around and took a couple of steps, the man then quickly grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back towards him grabbing her other wrist to prevent her from escaping. Sarah struggled, trying to break free from his grip, but couldn't.

"Let me go! I said! Let me go!" she yelled struggling.

"You little bitch! How dare you?!" snarled the man in anger. "I'll teach you a lesson!" he said and then he back handily slapped her across the face, making her fall to the ground. Sarah brought a hand up to her injured cheek and a few tears fell from her eyes. She was frightened and scared now. Just then there came a voice.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" yelled the voice.

Sarah looked up and saw a young man in his early twenties with dark brown shaggy hair, approaching them.

"I said! Leave her alone!" yelled the stranger once again.

"Oh, yeah! And what is a scrawny looking guy like you going to do about it?" asked the man.

"This!" shouted the stranger. And then he punched the man in the face. The man fell down to the ground. Sarah just had a look of shock on her face. The guy then touched his nose and saw that it was bleeding. He then looked at Sarah and then back at the stranger that had came to her aid. The guy got up and just scoffed.

"Whatever! She's not even worth it anyways!" he said and then left, holding his nose to probably go and attend to it properly.

The kind stranger watched as the man disappeared into the night. He then turned towards Sarah, who was still on the ground. He approached her and held out his hand for her to take.

"Are you alright, Miss? I saw what happened." he asked her with concern. Sarah took the stranger's hand and he gently helped her up.

"Y-yeah! I'm fine. Just a little shooken up, is all." she replied meekly with a smile.

Her savior returned the smile back. "I'm really sorry about that. Sometimes I can't believe how some people act. Treating others like their garbage sometimes." he commented. "It makes me sick."

"It's alright. It's not your fault. I'm ok now. Thanks to you." she replied.

The stranger smile again. "The name's Ethan Morgan!" replied the stranger.

"Sarah Fox." she said blushing.

"Nice to meet you Miss Fox!" greeted Ethan. "Hey! You want to get out of here? You look like you could use a drink. I know this bar that's not far from here. Actually, that's were I was headed to before I saw how that douche was treating you." said Ethan.

"I don't know...I'm suppose to be working." said Sarah not sure if she should go with this guy or not.

"Awe! Come on! I'm buying!" he tried to convince her.

She gave some thought before answering. "Well... I guess that I could use a break. And a drink does sound nice. So what the heck!" she smiled.

"Excellent!" exclaimed Ethan happily. The two started walking down the street together to a small bar that was just a block over.

They took a seat at the bar area and ordered their drinks. The bartender gave them their drinks and they thanked him. After taking a drink, Ethan decided to try and start up a conversation to break the awkward silence that now plagued them. "I swear! This place serves the best drinks!" complemented Ethan. Sarah gave a slight giggled at him, which caused Ethan to smile. "So. What's your story? Why was that guy treating you like that? If you don't mind me asking that is?" asked Ethan.

Sarah's smile then faded. "He was...a client. Or rather was suppose to be. He didn't want to pay. Instead, he wanted...what I was selling for free, but I'm not suppose to do that or I'll get in trouble with my boss. And I didn't want get in trouble, so I refused to give him what he wanted and I guess he got really mad." replied Sarah sadly, looking down at the drink in her hands.

Ethan knew that from the way that she described it, this "job" of hers didn't really sound like a legit job and that whatever it was must be an illegal one, too. So he decided it was best not to ask her what it is that she does. "So. What about yourself? Where are you from?" he asked her.

She looked back towards him and answered, "Here, actually." she then gave a smile, but it was a small sad one. She knew what he'd probably ask next, which she really didn't want to answer.

Ethan nodded his head and took another drink. "So what about family?" he asked.

She then took a drink from her glass and just stared at it again and didn't say a word. After a minute of silence, she spoke. "I'd rather not talk about that. Sorry." she replied sadly. Taking the hint, he knew that she probably didn't really like to talk about her past to much, so he decided to change the subject. "It's alright. If you don't really want to tell me, then that's your business." he shrugged with a smile.

Sarah gave a weak smile back. "And what about you?" she asked after a while.

"Well. I'm 21 and will be 22 in four months. I'm also from here. I'm currently going to college at Whitechapel University with my lifelong best bud and dorm roommate, Benny Weir. We work part time together at a videogame store not to far from campus. In fact, I had just got off work and was headed her for a drink after a long day of school and work to relax a bit, until I came across you and that jerk face of an ass mistreating you like that." explained Ethan.

"Wow! It's sounds like your life is perfect. But...don't you have a girlfriend?" replied Sarah.

"Nope. I guess I haven't really found that special someone yet. But I'm not really bothered by it, though. I'm happy with being single right now." Ethan than looked away in embarrassment and then looked back at her. "Though my best bud Benny...he's another story. He likes to think of himself as 'a ladies man'. But in my opinion, not so much." he answered with a chuckle.

Sarah let out a small laugh hearing that and then he just smiled at her. "Finally! A genuine smile on your face!" he proclaimed.

Sarah then stopped laughing. "What do mean 'a genuine smile on my face'?" she asked.

"Sarah. I can tell when someone is giving me a fake smile or a real smile. All night your smiles have been nothing more than just a mask to hide the real pain that you keep behind those gorgeous eyes of yours." Ethan stated and then blushed, realizing what he just said to her.

Sarah also blushed. Nobody has never told her that her eyes were gorgeous before. But she knew that she shouldn't let this guy get to her like that. Anyways, she wasn't "girlfriend" material and she knew that. Finishing her drink, she got up. "I should really be going now. My boss is probably expecting me to be back at the office soon. Thanks for the drink." she thanked, smiling at him and then turned around to leave. Before she could leave she heard Ethan call out to her.

"Sarah! Wait!" Ethan shouted to her.

Sarah stopped and looked at him, seeing as he quickly asked the bartender for some paper and a pen. Once he got it, he quickly scribbled something onto the paper and handed it to her. "Here's my number if you ever need anything or just need someone to talk too." he said, his cheeks turning slightly red.

She paused for a moment and then took the small piece of paper from him. She then smiled. "Thanks! I'll keep that in mind." she replied back to him and stuck the paper in her purse. Her cheeks too, turned a slight red after she turned around and walked out.

A/N: And that's when a kind stranger came to Sarah's rescue! Sort of. She's still basically in distress, but not from that guy on the streets from earlier. But she'll get rescued from the crappy life that she's been living for the past few years of her life, eventually! ;)

Well that's it! Until next time, my faithful readers! And don't forget to check in on my profile every now and then. As I do tend to update it every now and then about the lastest news of what I'm currently working on. Speaking of which! I better go do that now! Gotta go! Bye! :)