Hey, I am really bored so I'm going to update this. Thank you and a special shout out to AAA for the first review. Thank you and I hope you continue reading this.

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Jack's P.O.V

The ringing was load and felt like it was blaring into my ears. Mumbling curses under my breath, I opened my eyes slightly. I direct my glance at the clock that keeps playing that aggravating noise. 8:45. Man I was so not ready to wake up. I sit up and smack my hand over the button. Nothing, the alarm didn't even diminish in sound. I groan and swiftly pick the clock up and without much effort I hurl the object across the room towards the wall. I lay my head back in my pillow just when I heard the impact of clock with the wall. CRASH! I let out a moan and pull my blankets up over my head, diminishing the amount of sunlight I could see through my closed eyes. I shifted my head on the pillow and fell back asleep.

Kim's P.O.V

CRASH!

I jolted awake, fear coursing through me thinking that someone was breaking into my room. I scan the room for an intruder and realize that I was still on the floor in Jack's room. I sighed and waited for my heartbeat to slow down. I started to lay my head back down but stopping when I noticed bits and pieces of what I assumed to be a clock. Chuckling as I laid my head back down on the pillow.

So glad I didn't wake him up last night, that's for sure. I think to myself.

I close my eyes and completely cover myself with the blanket, but I don't go back to sleep.

Some moments later I heard the sound of pots clanking again from the kitchen. I open my eyes slowly letting them adjust to the light and take in the smell of bacon. Still to tired to actually get up, I just sit there till I hear a loud grumble come from my stomach. I stand up, stretch out and pick up the pillow and blanket I had used last night. Setting them on the bed gently I took a look at Jack. He was still as cute as ever, even while sleeping.

I was startled when I was grabbed and brought down onto the bed. Jack had grabbed my wrist and brought me into a hug. I feel his arm around my waist and his breath on my neck. Silently hoping that he hadn't woken up, I glanced towards his face. His eyes where closed and his features, relaxed. Unintentionally I reached towards his face, but stopped myself. Thinking that it would be extremely awkward if he woke up to me feeling his face.

Slowly but carefully I brought his arm up and around. I slid off the bed and put a pillow in my place. Jack cuddled closer to the pillow and sighed. How adorable. Snapping out of my mind I slip out of the room and hop down the stairs towards the kitchen.

When I reached the kitchen I looked around the room, observing my surroundings. It looked really modern, with granite counter tops and cool lights. The counters lined the walls and in the middle of the room was an island. Off to the left was a small circular table that had four chairs. It was cute but yet sophisticated. I walked through the door that led into the kitchen. There Ms. Anderson was bent over the stove. I heard something sizzle and hiss and I smiled. My parents never made breakfast; I always had to eat cereal.

She turned around and a grin appeared on her face when she saw me in the doorway.

"Come in sweety," she said as she came around the counter and ushered me to the small table. I sat down in one of the chair that was close to the window and propped my head on my elbows that were set on the table. She smiled

"I made breakfast." She stated and walked back over to the stove, that I now noticed held eggs, pancakes and a few strips of bacon. My stomach growled and Ms. Anderson laughed.

"Would you like something to eat?" she asked

"Yes, please." I responded quietly and she nodded curtly and made a plate of food for me. She came back over to the table and set the plate in front of me.

"Thank you, Ms-" she raised her hand to stop me from talking

"Please, call me Marie and your welcome." She said as she sat down in the seat across from mine. I nodded and started eating off of the plate in front of me.

Marie's glance made me shift uncomfortably in my seat

"So, Kim, do you want to tell me why you ran away from home?" It was at that moment that the memories came flooding forward.

"Kimberly, I never told you that you could take Karate!" he screamed

"I don't have to ask your permission to do things that I want." I say sitting on the top of the stairs. He's drunk; it's safer up here. I huddle in the fetal position.

"Yes, you do. And I forbid you to step anywhere close to that dojo." That was the last straw. I jumped up and ran down the stair.

"You can not tell me what to do!" I say as I come up to him he balled his fists "I am your father, and you will do as I say!" he spat at me

"You lost that right, the day you stepped foot into this house completely wasted!" I screamed and it hit fast and hard. His hand came down on my cheek. The sting sent shocks through my whole body. He had slapped me. Tears ran down my face and I ran upstairs to my room. I packed up all my clothes and the picture of my mom and me, before she died. I zipped up my bag and ran back down stairs.

He was there. Sitting on the couch, drinking whatever was in that bottle. He moved his head to face me.

"Get out!" he yelled and I ran far from that house

Tears started falling from my eyes and sobs escaped my mouth. I set down my fork and cupped my hands around my face. Marie quickly came around to me and gave me a motherly embrace. I wept into her shoulder for a couple minutes, but deciding to be brave I pulled away and wiped away the tears from my face adding in a sniffle.

"He kicked me out." I said simply but I couldn't help that my eyes got more teary. Marie gave me another quick hug

"You are welcome to stay here for as long as you want." She said rubbing her hands up and down my arms in a comforting way and kissed my forehead quickly and went out into the entrance way. Moment's later o heard

"JACK ANDERSON, YOU NEED TO GET UP! NOW!" I laughed and thought of Jack stumbling out of bed. Thump! Looks my thought came true. I laughed a little harder and Marie came back into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw me laughing and she went over to the stove to make her son a plate of food.

After a couple minutes I heard thuds coming from the stairs and then a drowsy, disheveled Jack came through the doorway. I tried to hide my laughter when I saw his rumbled hair and half-awake features. He shuffled his way to the table and sat down in the chair next to mine. He crossed his arms on the table and laid his head in them. I silently laughed as I noticed that he didn't even notice I was there. His mom brought over the plate of food for him and then I heard him mumble something that made me want to laugh harder.

"Mom, I need a new alarm clock."

Ok. How was that ending? I think a sad chapter always has to end with something mildly humorous. Now that may not be funny to you guys but right now I'm running on fumes so my laughter is caused by the most randomness' things. Like a Geico commercial that was just on, that was pretty funny. But seriously how did you like it. Pretty please review. I really need your guys' opinions.