A/N: This is chapter 4, I do hope you all enjoy it. And be sure to leave constructive criticism.

Chapter 4

Sam's POV

I woke up to feel Danny touch me. I didn't know how I ended up sleeping with him, but I don't mind. I know he is not going to do anything stupid, and I already know he is not going to do anything he will not regret.

Our mother is out getting some stuff, so I am left with Danny. We do have school today, so I get dressed and put my clothes on. I am wearing: A nice top with sequins, and glitter black pants.

I know Christmas is in a couple of weeks, because it is being talked about all around the city. Children are planing their lists, while everyone keeps on talking about Santa. And if he is real or not.

Danny is glad he is with me, because we don't even celebrate this holiday. We just celebrate Hanakah. Which is just as fun.

"Sam, what are you doing?" Danny asked me.

"Making my list this year."

"Oh, God, not another list…"

"I know, right?"

"No. I don't like it."

"Why?"

"Because, it makes me think of my parents."

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, it's fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

I look over at Danny before he gets into bed, I know he has been suffering, and I know he has been worrying a lot lately. He says something that makes me nervous and confused.

"I am visiting mom and dad in jail."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am sure."

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because….I can handle it myself."

"Okay."

"See you soon, Sam."

"See you soon too Danny."

As he went over to the prison, I could just feel my anxiety rising. I wonder if his parents still think about him anymore; they are in jail and they are getting tortured. They probably are not thinking about him.

We'll just see.

Danny's POV

I got to the jail two minutes earlier so I could say hi to my parents. I look around for the area where you can call people, and I talk to them. They look horrible my mom has a bunch of scars on her back. And my dad has a lot of burns.

They must have been hurt really badly, because I can see tears going down their eyes. They do not look happy.

I want to say hi to them, but I just don't have the courage to. Are the Guys n White still looking for them? Or did they just…put them in jail.

I really don't know.

"Danny. Help us." My mom says.

"We need your help son."

"Why should I help you?"

"Because, we are your parents."

"Not anymore. Mrs. Manson is my mom, and Vlad is Jazz's parent."

"Take back what you said! Right now!"

"No."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"No."

"Leave."

"With pleasure."

I left the jail feeling half angry, and half upset. I did not want to see them again, and I was glad Sam is my sister now. I am happy I am living with my best friend, and I can't wait to grow old with her as my sister.

I really am happy with my new life, I sure hope things get better. Mom and Dad don't even care about me anymore.

They just want to be in jail, because they don't have to see me. I am happy about that. I am so glad, I am living with Sam.

A/N: I am finishing this story here! Because, I have a bunch of other ideas. And I want to get them finished. So, I am stopping this story. I am probably going to finish it completely now. So there will be no hiatus. Which is what some of you guys might want instead of me finishing.

But I do have a lot of story ideas…I just want to do them instead, I also just did my first complete story. I hope you all liked it.

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