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Zion

When we got home from the club, the rest of the guys crashed, I couldn't settle down. My heart was beating out of control from the alcohol and adrenaline that was rushing through my body. I laid in my bed and the rapid thumping of my heart was enough to make me get out of bed and out of my room.

I nearly jumped when I saw Logan's silhouette sitting on one of the bean bags in the living room.

"Zion, is that you?" She asked.

"How'd you know?"

"Because all the other boys are too drunk to be up and walking around."

I chuckled and sat down in the bean bag next to her, "Why are you up?"

She sighed, "Tanner kept kicking me off the bed. I mean he's so tiny but he takes up the whole thing."

I smiled and tilted my head as I thought of something.

Logan froze, "What are you thinking? I know that look, you're thinking something serious."

I looked at her, "What?"

She sighed, "You look that way when your over intelligent mind comes up with something over intelligent to say. So just say it."

I ran my fingers through my hair, "It's just that, what are you going to do in the future? I mean like you can't get a job, you're a runaway. What are you going to do when Tanner's old enough to be in school. Logan, you'll be seventeen when he's in Kindergarten-."

She cut me off, "I know, Zion. I've been thinking about that a lot lately too. It's just not gonna be possible."

"So, what are you gonna do? Home school him with your ninth grade education?"

She put her head in her hands, "I don't know, Zion. I don't know. That's still a long ways away."

I nodded and took her hand, "Yeah, I'm just sayin' keep thinking about what's best for Tanner, but keep yourself in mind, Log. What's best for you?"

I squeezed her hand and she looked up at me shaking her head.

"I know what's best for both of us, but I can't give him up. He's the only family I have."

I shook my head, "That's not true. I'm practically your brother, along with the rest of the people who live here."

She nodded and wiped a tear slipping out of the corner of her eye.

"You won't be alone, but don't do anything you'll hate yourself for."

She let my hand drop, "Thanks, Z."

I wrapped her in a hug and watched as she disappeared behind the curtain of her room.

The warehouse was so quiet that you could hear the rats rustle around, an eerie reminder that will haunt me forever.

I hated rats. It's not that I find them disgusting like most people, they have just always been there my whole crappy life. They were there in my mom's house in Milwaukee eating the crumbs of the Burger King kids' meal I got once in a while to shut me up, they we're there on the streets and in the shelters once I finally ran away from home, and they were in the place that I felt the safest, the warehouse. I longed for the day that I could finally stray away from the rats. The day I found myself living in a house with no rats, I would know that I had it better than I ever would've thought.

I got to my feet and grabbed my purple hoddie out of my room. I tiptoed out the back door and onto the beach.

The beach was the best at night. It was so calm and still. The moon was covered by clouds and the stars refused to be seen.

I couldn't sit down, because if I sat down I would have to be forced to sit and feel my heart pound against my chest. Instead, I ignored the constant thumping and started walking towards the road.

It was almost three A.M. and the whole town of Fairfield was asleep. No cars were on the road and all the lights were off. I put my hood up and moved to the middle of the road. I walked with my head down, trying to clear my mind and settle my body.

I thought about Logan and Tanner the whole time. I couldn't imagine what Logan was going through. I knew she had the best intentions, she just couldn't stand giving the person she loved the most up.

This situation bugged me, because I was once on Tanner's side. I was so oblivious to what was going on. I was young and I thought my brother loved me. I still wondered if Hayden struggled with leaving me as much as Logan struggled with giving up Tanner. I still questioned why he left me with our mother, I still wondered if he thought about me.

I walked for what seemed like a long time. I found myself heading towards the northern end of Fairfield. I stopped myself and turned around.

Just as I started walking the other way, the rain started. Not just a light sprinkle, but a full out down poor. Thunder cracked soon after.

I couldn't help but to laugh. It was my luck to get stuck in a storm, a twenty minute walk from the warehouse. I could've ran, but I liked the rain for some strange reason. I liked the feeling and the fact that all you could hear was rain hitting the ground.

I could see about a foot in front of me, but I knew Fairfield like the back of my hand. I had roamed this streets many nights before.

Lightning struck in the distance and a rumble of thunder shook the ground. I pulled my hood tighter and kept my head down. As the wind started to pick up, my hair started to stand up. I sensed something was wrong before I saw the lights.

I turned around quickly only to stare into a bright pair of headlights. I was literally a deer caught in the headlights and I didn't have time to move. I closed my eyes and wished that the car would come to a stop before it could hit me or that it would hit me and kill me instantly.

Because death was better than explaining to a bunch of doctors and nurses who I was and where the hell I came from, because quite frankly, I couldn't answer that for myself.