It's him.

Her heart started racing. But how? Why? Of all people. Her mind raced at a million thoughts per minute.

Really?

Him?

My own flesh and blood?

My own uncle?

Her thoughts were interrupted when someome sat beside her. She looked up. She was suprised to see Jayden sitting there. "Hey." He mumbled. "Hey." She replied. "I'm sorry I wasn't there. Or here sooner." He apologized. Her eyes met his.

"Sorry? Sorry that you abandoned me when my own mother was hospitalized? Or sorry that Jana only believes in you and blames me for the rumors about her dad? Or sorry for the fact that you left me in the pouring rain outside school the other day without even bothering to offer me a ride home?" She snapped. He stared at her with a hurt look.

"If anyone should be sorry its me. I just blew up on my best friend. I've just been really scared and stressed lately." She added. Then she lost it. She started crying on his shoulder. "Hey, hey. Don't cry. I know I wasn't being a good friend but I'm here now. It's fine." He wrapped her in a hug.

*

"I WAS DRUGGED!!" He screamed, for the fifth time. "Mr. Wallace, please take your seat." The officer in the corner ordered. He sat down accordingly and took a deep breath.

"Okay. Lemme try to explain myself again. I work for this company called Hoister and Co., yeah? So. I was about to leave to Denver  for a new delivery when my co-worker, the new guy, Joe, handed me a coke with a smile. Halfway down Broadway, I decide to open the dang coke. I take a couple drinks and everything starts swirlin'  and I'm seein' double. Next thing I know I end up crashin' into my litto brother's car." He explained. The lawyer didn't seem convinced. "I'll be right back, Mr. Wallace." She said. "Take yo time miss." He replied, sinking into his chair.

He fidgeted with the handcuffs causing the security guard in the corner to look up. "Calm yerself down, sir. Just keepin' myself busy." he said.