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Roxy POV

I moaned and opened my eyes, pressing my body closer to Alex's. The rest of the band was asleep on the floor of my room. They didn't want to leave me last night.

I thought about last night and shook my head, everything made perfect sense now. Especially why my parents treated me the way they did.

"Hi," Jack whispered, crawling on my floor and over to my side of the bed.

"Hi," I whispered back.

"Are you okay?" he asked, and I could hear the concern in his voice.

I shrugged, "I can't cry any more about it, I ran out of tears. But, I guess I'm okay with it, I mean, that explains a lot now."

"Well, we're here for you," then Jack hugged me.

"Thanks," I mumbled, pulling away.

I watched Alex sigh and roll over, and he opened his eyes.

"Morning," he groaned, sitting up in bed.

"Hi," I mumbled, and Alex hugged me, tight.

"I love you," he whispered, kissing my neck, "and I'm here for you."

"Thanks," I sighed, leaning on him. "I'll need you."

"Ugh," Jack groaned, "you two are sick."

I pouted and threw my pillow at Jack, but missed and ended up hitting Zack. Zack then rolled over, and onto Rian's foot, who woke up.

"Dude!" Rian shouted at Zack, "get off me!"

"Sorry," Zack mumbled, standing up, "here's your pillow."

"Thanks," I giggled, taking it from him.

"Look!" Jack shouted, "she smiled! And laughed!"

I smiled, "what can I say? You guys make me feel better."

"Good," Rian sighed, "but do you think you can go out there?"

I looked at my bedroom door, "yes."

"Alright," Alex sighed, getting off of the bed. He brought our suitcase over to the bed and zipped it opened. I took out a pair of jeans and sweatshirt and started to change.

"Wow!" Jack shouted, closing his eyes, "warn us before you do that, Roxy."

"Please," I scoffed, "you've seen this before."

"Ugh," Zack groaned, "just hurry up."

"Fine," I grumbled, sliding my sweatshirt over my head, "done."

"Good," Rian said, getting up and leaving my room, with Jack and Zack following after him.

"What do you wanna do?" Alex asked me, taking my hand.

"About my parents?" I inquired, and Alex shook his head. "I don't know," I swallowed, "what do you think?"

"I can't answer that," Alex sighed, "I really don't know. What is your heart telling you to do?"

"To leave," I whispered.

Alex nodded, "then that's what we'll do," he started to pack up our suitcase.

"I wanna give them a chance to explain," I stated, getting off of my bed, "before we go."

"That's fine," Alex kissed my head, "but now, what are we going to do for Christmas?"

"I have no clue," I groaned, "let's let the other three handle that."

"Okay," Alex chucked, and he zipped the suitcase up, then he grabbed my hand and we went into the hallway.

Zack, Rian and Jack were waiting for us, and I took a deep breath. We all walked down the stairs, and my mom was in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. I sat down at the table in the kitchen, and the rest of the guys, (except Alex) went into the living room, to give me privacy.

"How did you all sleep?" my mom asked, her back facing us.

"Badly," I said, "I couldn't sleep."

"Oh," she sighed, "I'm sorry. But we'll make up for it today, we're going to decorate the tree, cook the dinner for tomorrow, and then tonight I want to talk to you."

"About?" I inquired.

"Um," she paused, turning to me, "nothing important."

All of a sudden I got pissed, what the hell couldn't she just tell me now?

"Just say it already!" I shouted, getting up from the table, "tell me!"

"Tell you what?" my mom shouted, "what are you talking about!"

"Me being adopted!" I screamed.

My mom sighed, and she closed her eyes. "You heard your father and I last night?"

"Yes," I whispered.

"Listen," my mom said, sitting down at the table, "your mother was sixteen when she got pregnant, and she gave you up. Your father and I adopted you, and we've raised since you were born."

"You're not my mom or dad," I said, "and you should have told me a long time ago."

"I'm sorry," she apologized, "I don't know what to say."

"Me either," I spat, crossing my arms over my chest, "but you should have told me a long time ago. I can't even stand to look at you."

I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, "we're leaving."

"Wait!" my mom shouted, "please don't! I'm more of your mother than your birth one."

"I don't care!" I snapped, "I just want to leave!" I ran out of the house and onto the tour bus. I crawled into Alex's and my bunk, and I curled up, holding back my tears.

"Roxy?" Jack called, coming onto the bus, I poked my head out of my bunk.

"What?" I asked.

Jack sat down on the couch and patted the space beside him. I got out of the bunk and sat down next to him.

"Our driver isn't coming back until three days from now," Alex stated, coming onto the bus. Rian and Zack were standing behind him, holding our suitcases.

"It's okay," Rian mumbled, setting down the suitcase and pulling out his phone, "I know where we can go."

~!~

"Where are we?" I asked, getting out of the cab that Rian had called. It took us a Hilton hotel, and I guessed this was where we were going to be spending our Christmas.

"You'll see," Rian grinned, starting to walk into the lobby. I grabbed Alex's hand and followed him in.

"Okay," Zack said, stopping in the middle of the lobby, "Jack and I will check us in. You, Alex and Rian, go on up to room 212."

"What's room 212?" I asked.

"A surprise," Alex said in my ear, and I nodded, running over the elevator. After these past two days, I needed a surprise.

The elevator dinged, and Rian led us out of it, knocking on the room 212.

"Rian!" Cassadee Pope screamed, opening the door. "Come in!"

I laughed, and followed Rian into the room. Inside was Alex Lipshaw, Jersey Moritary, Elliot James, and Mike Gentile.

"Surprise!" Alex screamed, hugging me. "We figured if you couldn't be with your family for Christmas, then you would want to be your best friends.

"Yes," I replied, hugging Cassadee, "I do."

"I'm sorry about what happened," Cass whispered, "but you have us, and we're going to have a kick-ass Christmas!"

"Good," I said, pulling away from her. I hugged the rest of the guys from Hey Monday, then sat on Alex's lap, on the couch.

Jack and Zack came into Hey Monday's hotel room an hour later, with the news that we had the room next to theirs.

I smiled, I might not know who my parents are, but I knew I was going to have an amazing Christmas, mostly because I was surrounded by the people who loved me. Even if we're not related by blood.