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So, because it was like…two weeks since I updated, I thought it would be fair if I did a 2nd chapter this week :) This one is from Jakes POV and it'll give you a little loom into what jakes life was like before he moved in with Marley and her mom. :)

(Jake's POV)

I don't know why, but ever since I moved in with the Roses, I've been thinking about my family. I know, I know, it sounds kind of stupid and slightly pathetic. I talked to Mr. Schuster about what I should do, mainly because he's the only person in the whole freaking school I can talk to without feeling like a total douche about it. But he said I should talk to Ms. Pillsbury, because apparently she's an 'Expert' in this kind of thing. And she told me whatever I was feeling, I should write it down. So, here does.

I guess I had a pretty good life growing up. I mean, I had my Mom and my brother, and that was okay. I didn't really know my dad that well, but that didn't matter. I guess my mom was both parents for me. It wasn't that bad since Officer Vasquez was around a lot. He helped my mom out with stuff. Actually, I don't remember him not being around. And my brother? He was annoying as hell, but he was my brother. That's what they're supposed to be right? I guess everything started changing around the time I turned thirteen. That's when I met my friend Daniel. He was Three years older than me, and I thought he was really cool. He convinced me school was lame and I didn't have to go anymore, and I thought he was right, so instead of going to school every day, I would go hang out with Daniel in this old, abandoned scrap yard, then told my mom I was going to school. Actually, thinking back, I'm not sure how I got away with that. Didn't teachers call the students parents if they didn't turn up for school? Whatever. After a couple months, my mom started to notice some 'Changes' in me. (That's how she worded it) She found out I was ditching school, and she was so pissed. We got into a fight and it ended with her telling me I couldn't hang out with Daniel anymore. Right, like I wasn't going to hang out with my best friend. I ran away from home that night. I didn't think about it, I just packed my stuff and waited until mom and puck were asleep, and I left. I didn't even bother to think twice about it. I just ran and never looked back. Thinking about that, I sort of wish I had stayed. I went to the scrap yard to find Daniel and he was there. It didn't seem as sketchy at the time, but now it does. Turns out he lived there. And in my thirteen year old mind that was the coolest thing ever, to be able to live that carefree life, where there were no Adults around and I could do whatever I wanted and no one could tell me what to do, or to tell me to clean my room…but technically I didn't have a 'room' We thought it would be cool to sleep in a tent. If I were to compare us to anyone, it would be to the Artful dodger in Oliver Twist, Including the Pick-pocketing side show act. The point is we got into a lot of trouble. But, it was just little things. I remember seeing posters my mom made trying to find me. But, I didn't want to go back, so I just took them down. What was the point? Anyway, we used to TP houses in the neighborhood. We never got caught, so it was cool…for us. Not the people who got their house TP'd. It wasn't until I was fourteen that Daniel had gotten arrested the first time. I was scared. I didn't know where he was, and he was gone for a while. But he came back a couple weeks later and he acted like nothing had happened. That ended up happening several times until I was nearly sixteen. Of course I had my own list of times being arrested. We had mostly gone our separate ways for a while, occasionally bumping into each other at the scrap yard, but that was it. A couple days after my sixteenth birthday, Daniel called me, and said he had something he needed my help with, and of course I said I would help him. So, I met him at the scrap yard, and he told me he was low on cash and he needed some to pay off some debt he had acquired. He said there was this little shop outside Lima that his Uncle ran, and he said it would be easy to get the cash from there. So we drove out there and turns out the Clerk was there. And he was pissed off. He told us to leave or he would call the police. Daniel said his uncle owned the shop and he was just there doing something for him and that he didn't have to call the cops, but he did. Before I had any idea what was happening, the clerk was shot. I didn't know where the gun came from. To this day, I'm not sure if he brought it with him, or if it was there already. But the guy died. Just like that, but the cops showed up Daniel got arrested and we were both taken to the police station. I thought we were both done for. But Vasquez showed up. He asked me to tell him what happened, and after nearly having a panic attack when he said he was going to call my mom, I told him everything. He said if I would be a witness in trial, than I wouldn't go to Jail like Daniel was going to. I knew he would be pissed at me, but I was scared. The only thing, he said something about Parole. I don't even know what that meant, but he followed up with the part about me having to stay with the roses. I don't think I understood then why he thought I would have to do that. I'm still not exactly sure, but he said I had to straighten up my life or I was going to end up like Daniel.
Having to live with the Roses is probably the best thing that's ever happened to me. Because I met Marley…She's still all I think about, even after all this time we've been together…but now I'm sure I've screwed all of it up. I've apologized several times, and I've tried telling her I didn't cheat on her…but she won't listen. I wish there were some way I could prove to her I didn't do anything. But I don't think I can. All I know, is I'm never going back to that stupid Café. All it did was cause a lot of trouble. But back to Marley, I'll find a way to win her back. I will. I don't care how long it takes, but once I do, I'm never letting her go again. That's for sure.

Well…I guess that's all I really wanted to write down. I don't know what Ms. Pillsbury is on, because That didn't make me feel any better. Whatever…

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So, I really hope you liked it. I've wanted to do something like this for quite a while, because this is what started the whole story. I had written this part like…four months ago and I showed it to my brother, and he said it was really good and I should keep going, so I did, and I built a whole fan fiction around it. (After listening to Sam Tsui's cover of we found love like, a million times. :) and while I'm saying that, I just wanted to include that, I wouldn't have even started posting my fanfictions on here if it weren't for my friend/fellow Jarley shipper Hannah. (samevans17 :P) So, Thanks gurrrrl ;)

-Lynn xx