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The nurse drove me home last night. Yesterday was Friday. I was thankful, but mostly because my foster father wasn't home. Him meeting anyone from school is a bad idea. He already disconnected the phone so they'd stop calling when I'm absent. When the nurse pulled up, she insisted on helping me to my room. Then I saw someone I haven't seen in a long time; my foster mother, Yuffie. She helped me out of the car, silently. She never says much to me, but I know she doesn't hate me. She tried to be a good mom, she's just one of those people who don't have much to say. Yuffie seemed worried, but little did she know, the man she married did this to me. The same man that made love to her violated me… But I could never tell her that. She has enough stress in her life, she didn't need me making it worse. My mother let me use her as a crutch until I was able to lay down.

My mother. Yuffie was probably the only adult I could trust enough to consider family.

She fetched me a glass of water and some pain pills the school nurse must have given her. Yuffie was a good person. I knew she cared, she just couldn't be home enough to show it. She works for some type of company outside of town. She travels a lot, so she's hardly home.

The next morning I knew she'd have to leave again. I felt her gently pet my hair early in the morning. She kissed my forehead before she left. I pretended I was asleep. I didn't want to beg her to stay, even though I really wanted her to. New tears sprung from my eyes and soaked my pillow. I gripped the sheets, just like I did last night. Some images flashed before my eyes as I heard her footsteps fade. Then I went back to sleep.

"I love you, mom."

I hope she knew.

I spent the majority of Saturday sleeping. I wasn't hungry or thirsty, just tired. By the time I woke up, it was early Sunday morning. My digital clock next to my bed read 2:33AM. I sat up in bed and took deep breaths. Where was my foster father? He hasn't been home in days. I slowly made my way to the large window in my room. The glass was really dirty, so I had to open the window to see out of it, but I didn't mind. I liked the fresh air.

I strategically positioned my hands on the wooden window frame. The wood was very chipped and it was easy to get a splinter. One hard push to the right and it was open! Our house was one of the oldest ones in this area, but sadly the windows were the most obvious proof of age. I spent a lot of my free time at home by the window, reading, drawing and writing. I leaned out the window, searching for my foster father's car. It was gone…

Where could he be?

I sighed and stared up at the sky. The stars were beautiful tonight. I smiled and watched them twinkle. Then I thought of Rat. What was he doing right now…? My smile faltered. I hope he wasn't playing Eve again tonight. Just thinking about him sleeping with other men made me upset. He deserved better than that… I don't want him to let other people use his body just to make a living. What about Rat's parents? Wouldn't they be concerned about their son doing those types of things? I felt my frustration build. What kind of people let their son do that? What kinds of things could be happening to him in order for him to feel like intercourse is the only option?! These questions were flying through my head at dangerous speeds. They kept on building faster and faster until I couldn't take it anymore.

I gripped the windowsill hard and screamed so loud if the stars had ears they would've heard me.

I sighed in relief. It felt good to get that off my chest. I smiled and listened to the echo.

Then I screamed again, louder this time. The breeze floating passed me and I felt like I was flying. I closed my eyes and let that feeling overflow my senses. I took a deep breath and held it. When I exhaled I opened my eyes.

Suddenly I heard familiar laughter. I looked down at the broken sidewalk in front of my house and saw Rat, giggling uncontrollably.

"That was beautiful, Shion! Hahaha," He mocked me. My face steamed red.

"Sh-Shut up!" I moved to close my window.

"N-No! Shion, wait!" His laughing stopped, but the cocky grin remained.

I glared down at him. "What do you want?"

He smirked up at me. "To show you a good time? Come down, we'll go on an adventure."

I leaned against my windowsill and paused, thinking of a response. "...Tell me where we're going first and I'll think about it."

He grinned widely, perfect white teeth shimmering in the moonlight. "It's a surprise! I can't tell you!"

"Hmm…" I wasn't so sure about this. He has the attitude of someone who's up to no good. I tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear and stared up at the stars again. Why can't they just tell me the right answer? "I don't know, Rat."

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" He bowed as if he was a prince from a fairytale. His silvers eyes twinkled up at me, like the stars. Temptation was eating at me. I knew I wanted to go with, I just didn't know if it was a good idea or not.

"You're a terrible romantic." I laughed. "Okay, I'll go with you, but not for long!"

I saw his small figure shrug. "Good enough for me."

I rolled my eyes playfully in his direction. I heard him shout a faint, "I'll be at thou's doorstep, Juliet!" before the window slammed shut. This is ridiculous.

I walked down the stairs to the laundry room. I smiled at the beautifully folded pile of clothes on the washing machine. Yuffie must've done laundry… I picked out a long sleeved dark red sweater and put it on. I pulled on the chain around my neck, exposing my golden locket.

"I could use a bit of fun."

I kissed the locket for luck and dashed out the door to meet Rat.