Well in spirit of the new year, and since it has been a VERY long time I am posting a new chappie. This year will be the year I finish this story. If you have Ideas for new chapters or characters just PM me.

P.S. I don't own Repo!

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Graverobber looked at the small girl she looked almost infantile. "What do you want gone? The furniture?" His eyes were softened, but they still had a hardened look.

"No, the memories. They're painful. This room is the room of a sick little girl, I never was sick. Nor am I a little girl." She murmured through choked sobs.
He hushed her, "Breathe Shi." Graverobber helped her up. "You're okay." He wiped the tears away from her face with his thumb, a small amount of dirt smudging below her eye. "I don't think anything as bad as what happened to you could be forgotten, I don't know how painful your memories are but I know a thing or two about forgetting pain, it'll be a long time until you forget, I promise you that."

She looked up at him, her makeup running, "I don't know what I should do." she whispered, blinking. "I mean I don't want to just throw it all away. I could sell it all right?" Her voice was nearly inaudible.

He stood up nodding, he moved to help her stand up. He was supporting her weight, which was featherlight. She was small in comparison to him, "Well we can sell it but I don't know, do you even want to stay here?" he rubbed her back. He was quite a big brother figure to her, "I know plenty of people you could stay with." He murmured.

"Um, well I mean, I thought I could stay with you." She looked up at him her brown eyes dilated and doe like.

Graverobber replied hesitantly, "I don't want you to be pressured into doing something. You'd have to stick with me. I don't really have the most conventional living situation." He didn't need a teenage girl tying him down.

Shilo broke free from him and stomped down the stairs, "Then I should just go and hold my own like I have been for a week? I'd probably end up in the gutter. Or worse- dead!" She was having a temper tantrum like a small child.

Graverobber rolled his eyes, "Do you want me to call Sapphira and Ravenna, or even Skylar? I could have you stay with them." She glared at him.

"Call Skylar, she seemed... Pleasant."

"Alright." He moved to walk into the kitchen and use the phone. His dirty fingers marking up the keys on the phone.

"Hello?" Skylar's melodic voice flowed through the phone with ease.

"Hey, Sky it's Graverobber." He growled in annoyance.

"Well you must be pissed."

"Shilo doesn't want to stay in her house. Can she stay with you?"

She left him hanging for a moment, "Under one condition."

"What's that condition?" He seemed desperate enough to do anything at this point.

"Fulfillment of our little deal." She purred into the phone.

"Tonight?"

"Tonight, or she can't stay."

"No other options."

"Nope."

"How much do I have to give?"

"I'll tell you when you get here."

"This isn't fair."

"Life isn't fair Graverobber. Get over it." She really knew how to get to his nerves.

"We'll be there in fifteen minutes." He growled slamming down the phone. "SHILO!" He yelled. Shilo peeked into the room. "You're staying with Skylar tonight."

She blinked, "She agreed to it?"

"Yeah, let's just say we have a special connection." He said through gritted teeth. Tonight was going to be a long night.