A bunch of people asked me to continue, so I just whipped out this chapter during some free time I had. I hope it is still good though. As always, I love to hear you thoughts so comment down below

A few wrong turns and hour later I was where I wanted to be. Eleven rows back, 3 to left, 2 from the center, that's where Jake and Nathan are buried. I sit down in front of their graves and take a breath in:

In loving memory of Jacob Thomas Reed, Show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy, April 17 1996-December 13 2011.

Gone, but not forgotten, Nathan John Williams, November 31 1996- December 13 2011, Rest in Peace.

I exhale deeply. I hadn't been here since the day of the funeral, two days before I went to Juvie. It was a lot sadder than I thought it would be. I should be there right next to them, in the ground, dead, up there in heaven. I don't hold back my tears, I just let them roll down my face.

"Hi guys... I haven't seen you in a while... I've been really lost without you guys...I don't know what I'm doing anymore...I got that new start and its just nothing we thought it was going to be...I think that's because you guys aren't here...you should be though. It's not fair that you're there and I'm here. I wish I could change it all...I'm so sorry, it's all my fault...it's always my fault."

I take a breath and wipe my tears. I shift my position so I'm sitting criss crossed and I stare at their graves.

"I got put with a really nice family...there nothing compared to the family we were though...we could tell each other everything and we knew each others secrets. At the Fosters I feel like I can't tell them anything, everything is a secret...I guess that doesn't even matter though, I'll be out of their by tomorrow night. I got the boot, just like all the other times...the only difference is that I don't have you guys to run too, like when I left Nancy and Bills drunkhouse..there is no other family to go to...it's just me now...I'm a Lone Ranger, not a three Musketeer."

With that I lose it. It's not just tears anymore, it's full-blown crying. I cover my face with my hands and sob. As if on cue, it begins to rain and I just let it the cool water droplets hit me. I am not moving from the spot..

"God why did you guys have to leave me? I can't do anything right anymore. Why do I always mess everything up? You two were easily one of the best things that ever happened to me and I got you guys killed...I get put into a wonderful home and I just screw that up too...it's not fair."

The sound of thunder mixes with my sobs and the rain mixes with the tears. I shouldn't stay here much longer, but I want to spend eternity here with my friends, with my old family.

"Stef is right, I'm not worth the risk...you guys learned that the hard way and I don't want them to suffer like you guys did..." A loud crack of thunder fills my ears and I see lightning in the distance, if I didn't push myself to leave now I may never, "I'm sorry I have to leave, I love guys..."

I get up and brush the dirt off my jeans. I walk out of the depressing cemetery and down the street. Where to now? I stand on the sidewalk contemplating my next move. I still had that awful feeling in my stomach that told me not to go home. Then an idea comes into my head. I turn my head in all directions looking for a pay phone. Down the street on the opposite side there was one. I walk to it and pick up the phone, holding it to my ear.

"Please deposit 10¢."

Oh yeah, money. I pat my pockets and slip my hands into them searching for spare change. Thankfully, there is a quarter in back pocket. I slip it into the pay phone and dial the number I had memorized. I wait for my call to go through.

"Hello?" I hear.

"Hey Luke, it's Cori." I say, relieved he picked up his phone.

"Cori? What number are you calling from?" He asks.

"It's a payphone. Do you think I could get a ride?"

"Umm yeah where are you at? Aren't you at the hospital? Jesus said you guys were all at the hospital."

"I left. I ahh had to clear my head. So that ride?"

"Yeah no problem. Where should I drive to?" That was a good question. Would he know where this cemetery was?

"Umm do you know where mount hope cemetery is? I think it is on market street?"

"Ahh No, but I'll put it into the GPS. I'll see you soon Cori."

"Ok." I tell him.

"Bye, stay safe."

"Wait Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"No problem. See you in a few." He hangs up the phone and I'm left by myself in the rain. I really appreciated having a friend like Luke. You always need someone that is willing to drive out to random places at like one in the morning. I sit on the edge of the curb and wait for him to pull up. He soon does and pulls up in front of me. I get up and get into the car.

"Hi." He says.

"Hi." I shut the door and buckle my seatbelt. He looks at me and nods his head, he drives on. At first we were both pretty silent, then he turned on the radio quietly, and then he broke the silence.

"So the cemetery? You hang out there often or...?" He says. That's what I liked about Luke, he always could make you smile even when you are in the worst of moods.

"Na, it's not really my typical hangout."

"Are you going to tell me why you were there or should I dance around the question a little more?"

"I was visiting some people." I look at him and he nods at me, but doesn't take his eyes of the road. He was a very cautious driver.

"Seems legit to me, I mean what else would you be doing in a cemetery right?"

The car goes silent again. I think he wants more of an answer out of me, but I don't want to give him one. I look out the window and just try to keep myself together. I notice he glances over at me.

"Hey are ok? Jesus told me about what happened tonight..."

"I'm fine," I mutter as I wipe a stray tear.

"You shouldn't just be fine after something like that."

"Luke, I'm serious, I'm fine."

"Cori you can't always be fine. It's ok to show some emotion...do you want to talk about what happened?" Luke says nicely. He wasn't trying to be mean or pushy, he honestly wanted to make me feel better.

"What's there to talk about? People want me dead, they came to the house, they tried to kill me and instead hurt Jude, I had a seizure for the first time in my life, and then I learned Stef doesn't want me apart of the family anymore, I got the boot." I tell him, tears starting to run down my face. I don't know why I'm so upset, I've been through stuff worse than this. I shouldn't be crying, this is silly.

"Wait you had a seizure?"

"Yeah it was some weird one that's not even like a real seizure."

"And your ok now? Like you shouldn't be in the hospital?"

"No. I hate hospitals."

There was silence for a few seconds again and I just stared at the droplets of water rolling down the window.

"I don't think Stef meant what she said." Luke says randomly.

"What?"

"I don't think she actually wants you gone."

"Trust me they do." I wipe the tears off my face, but it's no use because more are there to take their place.

"Are you mad about that? Didn't you tell me you really like the Fosters?"

I shake my head, "no, it's just another foster home," I tell him, but I don't mean it. I really did like the Fosters and I don't even think I could admit that to myself.

"It's ok to be upset, Cori."

"I'm used to it, Luke, this was my sixth home; it gets to be old news after a while. After a while it doesn't hurt."

Truth was it always hurts, not usually to the point of crying like right now, but a little part of you aches because you realize yet another family doesn't think you're worth keeping around. Someone else doesn't want you in their life. Strangely, it hurt more than normal this time. It must be because unlike all the rest, I felt like maybe I could belong at the Fosters, but I was wrong.

"If it doesn't hurt anymore Cori, why are you crying."

"I don't know." I wipe my tears again. No more crying.

"Hate to break it to you, but your crying cause you do want to leave."

"It is just another home, Luke."

"Oh well then you must be crying because you are probably going to have to leave me, am I right?"

I roll my eyes and give him a playful punch to the shoulder. "That must be it," I kid. He laughs and I smile. I was starting to feel better.

"Hey do you think we could go back to your house, I don't want to go home yet."

"Ahh yeah sure, my parents aren't home so it shouldn't be an issue...we can even get you some clothes that aren't a hospital gown or wet."

"Thank you."

Five minutes later we were at his house and walking through the front door. Luke's house was just about the size of the Fosters, but it was a little cozier. The décor was more, I don't know, earthy?

"So like you can just head upstairs and I'll find you some clothes. My sister may have left some clothes here that she didn't bring to college with her and if not you can just use something of mine."

I nod and he goes to his sister's room down the hall and I go up the stairs. I go into his bedroom and sit down on the edge of the bed. I then move, remembering I am kind of wet from the rain. I sit on the floor and wait for him to come back. I had been in his room before so I didn't really have that urge to look around like you sometimes do the first time you go into a friends room. He walks into the room carrying some clothes. He tosses them to me on the floor.

"Kate is a little bigger than you, but these should work." He says stopping in the doorway. I smile and get off the floor.

"Be back in a second." I brush past him and go into the hallway bathroom. I shut the door and start to undress. As I reach around to unbutton the buttons on the back of the gown a sudden stabbing sensation in my shoulder makes me stop. I almost forgot I had been stabbed tonight. I guess the pain meds they gave me were wearing off. I try again, but it still hurt. I decided not to push it. I take off my jeans and put on the athletic shorts he gave me and left the bathroom. I walk into his room and find Luke sitting on his bed staring at his phone.

"Hey ahh Luke," he looks up, "do you think you could ahh unbutton the back? My shoulder-"

"Oh yeah no problem!" He darts up and walks over to me and I turn around. He unbuttons the string of buttons and I turn back around.

"Thank you." I say and he smiles. I walk back into the bathroom and slip off the gown and put on the t-shirt he had given me. It hurt doing it, but I wasn't about to ask him to help me put that on. I walk out of the bathroom, wet clothes in hand, and head back to his room. I leave the wet clothes by his door and I go over and sit on his bed next to him.

"So?" He says.

"So?" I say.

"So why didn't you want to go home?"

I look at the floor. "I wasn't ready to face that yet."

"When are you going to be ready to?"

"Is that some hint that you want me out if your house," I joke.

"No, stay here as long as you like, I just want to make sure you are going to go back eventually."

"Why?" I ask, my eyes still on the floor.

"Because you can't just run away from your problems, you have to face them head on or you aren't actually doing anything about it,"

I don't reply. Although Luke was funny and easy-going, he always knows what to say and how to say it right so it make an impact. I just nod and fiddle with my thumbs.

"Ok well then I'm going to put your clothes in the dryer and you can think about what I just said."

As he gets up he kisses my cheek. I was kind of surprised, Luke and I always had just been friends. Even if it was just a little kiss on the cheek, it did cross the line a bit. As he walks to the door, I get up from the bed too. I quickly walk over to him.

"Luke," I say and he turns around. I give him one of the biggest hugs ever. At first he didn't really know what to do, but then he wrapped his arms around me and returned the hug. I leaned my head against his shoulder and just let it all soak in.

"Thank you for being there for me." I mumble. He rests his head on top of mine and I can feel the air blow out of his nose with every breath he takes.

"I'm glad I could be." He says softly. I look up at him and he looks down at me. I don't even know how it happened, but we were kissing and it felt so nice. Honestly, I would count this as my first kiss because I mean Kenny and Ty both had kissed me before, but it wasn't consensual. This time I was ok with it, I think I wanted him too. Still kissing, he stepped forward and I stepped back, all the way until we were at his bed. I fell backwards onto it and I smiled. We stopped kissing for just a second and he quickly took off his shirt. He leaned over me and we continued to kiss. It felt so good and I felt so happy, the happiest I have felt in a very very long time. My hand touched his warm chest and I could feel his heart beating. We stopped kissing for a second again, as he pulls off my t-shirt. I wince as my shoulder moves awkwardly, but I don't care about the pain, because everything else just felt so good right now. His soft lips touch mine again and his hand touches my stomach. This was nothing like what Ty and Kenny tried doing to me, his touch was gentle warm and soothing, theirs were harsh cold and invading. We kiss for a few more minutes and then I notice Luke starting to undo his belt and take off his shorts. My right judgment kicks in that has been clouded by this mushy love feelings. I put both of my hands on his chest and give him a little push away. Our lips separate and he looks down at me.

"I'm sorry Luke, we can't-" I say softly

"No, no you're right. We shouldn't. I'm sorry I just got caught up in the moment." he says and gives me a quick kiss on the lips and falls down next to me on the bed.

"I don't want to risk anything." I mumble.

"Cori, it will always be your choice, if you don't want to its fine." He says softly and gives me a kiss on the cheek and I smile.

"I'm pretty sure my parents would kill me anyway if they learned I had sex, you know them being crazy Christians." I laugh a little and move so my head rests on his warm bare chest. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in close.

"Aren't you crazy Christian too?" I ask him. I always had seen Luke as this really faith oriented guy. He went to church every Sunday and helped out in youth groups at his church. He even runs the food pantry at Thanksgiving and Christmas time with his family.

"Not as much as them, I don't see the need to wait. I go along with most of their religious stuff because they would be crushed if I didn't."

"That's nice." I look up at him and he looks into my eyes. I felt like I belonged here, right in his arms. I could spend forever with him like this. For a while we just sat together, enjoying the silence and I start to doze off, my eyes closing.

"Have I ever told you that you're amazing?" He says softly.

"Umm?" I mumble while my eyes are still closed.

"Everything you have been through, and you still stand strong."

"I wouldn't say I'm strong." I say under my breath, but Luke hears anyway.

"No, you definitely are. I probably would have given up on life a long time ago, if I had to go through stuff like you went through."

He kisses the top of my head and I give a weak smile. Sad part is that Luke thought I was strong just with the little bits of stuff I had told him about my life. He didn't know the half of it. I had mostly told him about crap I endured at my foster homes and a few random stories about when I was on the streets, but I never really went into stuff about Kenny and Nathan and Jake or even Kayla with him. The less he knew the better I had always thought.

"When you go through stuff I went through you don't give up because when you decide life isn't worth living anymore you just lost the fight. If you surrender, everything you have been through is for nothing. Every challenge or experience is a battle, in like this war, and if you don't go through the battles and fight through them there is no chance of you winning the war."

"That's deep," Luke says softly.

"Not really." Those are the last words we say to each other before we both fall asleep together, his arms wrapped around me and my head resting on his chest. The sound of his heart is like a lullaby putting me to sleep.

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