A/N Yes, another mistake on my part last chapter. It was supposed to be they were married for 21 years, not 11. I am not so good at math. They are supposed to be 39..So yay. Forgive me all the people who yelled at me for this mistake ='(

The next day..

"Faith?" said Jamie, knocking on the door.
"Come in!" said Faith, retreating under the covers of her bed. "Faith, me and your father need to talk to you." Faith nodded, snuggling deep inside her bed. "Faith, how'd you get those bruises?" asked Landon.
"Uh, I don't know," she said slowly. Jamie almost collapsed. "Mom, what's wrong?"
"I think you have leukemia," she said, almost vomiting at the thought.
"No, no mom I don't have leukemia."
"How would you know?" asked Landon suspiciously.
"I only have a few bruises. I have, um, been being kind of a klutz today."
"I saw them yesterday Faith. Why are you lying? What is up? You can tell us Faith!" Faith started to cry, grabbing a tissue and blowing her nose. "It's my boyfriend, Jason," she said, drying her eyes.
"You have a boyfriend?" asked Landon wide eyed, while at the same time Jamie said, "He hit you?" Faith nodded and Jamie gave her a hug. "I won't let him do this to you again, okay?" soothed Jamie. Faith nodded again and closed her eyes, feeling Jamie's slender fingers run through her slightly tangled hair.

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Jamie knocked on the door of Mike's room, more as an alert that she was coming in, not really asking for permission. She unlocked the door and entered, knowing that he was now very desperate for drugs. They, she and Landon, couldn't continue this. They had signed him up for rehab. "Mike, come on. You, me, and your father are going for a ride," she said softly. Michael shook his head. "I don't really want to," he said.
"Sorry, bud, you have no choice," said Landon, walking in, "Come on." Mike followed and went into the van. As soon as they were on the road Landon locked the doors and told him what was going on. "We can't handle this anymore Mike, we're taking you to rehab." Michael glared hate at the both of them, hitting their hands that had been locked together for support. "Don't hit your mother or me, ever!" Landon snarled. "Whatever," replied Mike.

A/N Yes, this is a short chapter, but deal =P . Hope you like it.

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