A/N: Well….again…sry if this chappie is short. Well, this chapter was the one my friends seemed to like the most. Don't know why though. Hope you enjoy!

Serika's P.O.V

I refused to talk even the slightest bit to my real parents. They asked me questions like, "How's school?" All I did was grunt. I could tell my father was losing his patience. I resisted the urge to laugh.

"What's wrong Serika? Aren't you happy to see us?" my mom asks me.

"No." I say simply. I have no regrets.

"Come on Serika. Let's be a big happy family." my father says cheerfully.

"Let's not and say we are." I say rolling my eyes.

"What did they do to my baby?" my mom says sadly.

"They did everything good. They loved me. They gave me a good home. They didn't put me up for adoption." I replied.

"Don't be smart Serika. W did that for your own good." my father says.

"I bet you did." I shoot back. Don't give me that shit. I think to myself. How is putting me up for adoption for my own good?! Bastard.

As we pull up to the house, I wince. It's in a bad neighborhood. I see strange men walking around. The house itself looks like shit.

It's small and run down. One window is boarded up. There are multiple patches on the siding of the outside walls. The roof looks like it is ready to cave in at any minuet. I gotta get out of here!

I get out of the car. As my parents open the house door, I am greeted by the smell of urine, beer, and stale cigarettes. Help me! I scream mentally.

My dad leads me to my room. As he opens the door, I refrain from gagging. I can see mold on the mattress of the bed and on the walls. I step in and walk over to the lone dresser. I open it and grunt in disgust. A spider's web is made inside of it. I close it immediately.

"This will be your room from now on darling." my mom says.

"Gee, thanks." I say sarcastically. "Can I have some privacy?" I ask.

"Of course." my dad says. He shuts the door behind him.

I make a mad dash for the window. AS I reach it I noticed what looks to be small white strings. As I get closer I find out that it is not strings I see, its maggots. I grit my teeth and proceed to open the window.

Making sure the coast is clear, I run. I keep running not knowing where I'm going. I ignore the people (mostly guys) hollering at me. As I start to run faster some guys quickly grab me and pull me into an ally way.

/Oh God. / I think. /Please no. /

End of Serika's P.O.V

DIVIDERDIVIDERDIVIDER

Yuki's P.O.V

I can't stand seeing Shuichi cry. It makes me sad and all annoys the hell out of me. He's been crying since Serika's hearing. I sip on some straight scotch watching home movies of Serika and our family. I groan as the phone rings.

As I look at the caller ID, my eyes widen. It's Serika. "Hello?" I ask.

"Dad...please come get me." she cries over the phone.

"Where are you?" I asked worriedly although I try not to show it.

"I'm at 80th and 95th street." she chokes out.

"I'll be there in a minute." I say hanging up. I grab my car keys and put on my shoes. I rush out my door.

End of Yuki's P.O.V

I came out of the bedroom when I hear the door slam. I walk down the hallway expecting to be greeted by Yuki. Instead I'm greeted by silence. I sigh as me eyes begin to fill with tears again. Why is everyone leaving me?! I scream in my head. I hate to be alone and want comfort from Yuki, but he's not here. I pick up the phone and dial Yuki's cell number.

"Hello?" a distressed voice says.

"Yuki, where are you?" I ask.

"I'm going to pick Serika up at 80th and 95th street." Yuki says.

It takes me a minute before I realize the address. It's a very bad neighborhood where a lot of crimes take place.

"WHY?!" I yell in sudden panic. "WHAT HAPPENED?! IS SHE OKAY?"

"Shuichi, I don't know!" Yuki yells at me sounding frustrated.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW?!" I yell starting to cry again.

"Stop yelling! I know you're scared. I am too. I'll call you when I find her." he says before he hangs up.

I break down falling to the floor in tears. I can't believe that's where her parents took her.

End of Shuichi's P.O.V

DIVIDERDIVIDERDIVIDER

Yuki's P.O.V

I start to look for the location Serika gave me. I find the streets. This place looks dangerous for a fuckin' 15 year old. What kind of place does her parents live? Every time I think about that bastard of a father it pisses me off! I would like to slap that bitch mother of hers.

I tighten my grip on the steering wheel and narrow my eyes. I glance down ally ways. I take a double take. I slam on the breaks and get out rushing up to Serika.

Serika looks up at me. There is so much pain, hurt, and sadness in her eyes I can barley stand it. Her lip is split and there are many bruises on her arms. I look next to her and see a lead pipe with blood smeared on the side of it. I see a man knocked out cold.

"I….I wanna go home." Serika says weakly.

I nod my head a scoop her up into my arms. She winces in pain when I do. Now, I really wanna kick someone's ass.