It's been a month since I've been without Jimmy. Without pain.

That's coming to a end.

Well I'm still not going to be with Jimmy, but I have another problem.

Tomorrow is my birthday.

This past month has been wonderful. I've been the happiest I've ever been. Kevin's and I relationship is great. My friendship with the other guys is great. My health is... better. My cast is off. Everything is just great. Also, I'm back on my meds, so my anger problems are less of a problem.

But back to the main topic, I have to leave tomorrow. I did find a job. I make 400 every two weeks. I've gotten payed twice now. The first pay check was only 60, but the second one was 400. I my savings account I have $360.

I've also applied to some colleges. I was able to get a scholarship - a full ride (4 years) to any college I want. I'm just waiting for an acceptance letter or one that states they don't want me there. I applied to colleges out of states. I don't want to be here any longer. I would like to restart fresh. Kevin applied to the same colleges as me. He also has a scholarship. He is luck to have parents that had him a college fund. Between his scholarship and the money saved up for him he well be fine. He also got a job, with me of course.

Yesterday, Xavier's parents was finally able to get the DNA test done. They have to wait about a month for the results. Meanwhile, I just been doing my thing. School, work, hang out with the guys or Kevin, and wondering the streets.

Right now I'm packing my things to leave. I was given 1,000 to help, and I quote, get on my feet. I don't know where I'll be staying. At Kevin's. I don't think so. You know he's not going to take no for and answer. I bet he'll be waiting outside when you wake up. Doubt it.

I finish packing, since I own little to nothing, and sleep for that last time in this house.

I wake up to a shake on my shoulder.

"Wake up, it's time for you to leave." The lady in charge says. I look at the clock. 8:00am.

"You couldn't wait until I woke myself?" I grumble getting out of bed.

"No, you've been here eight hours too long. Time to go."

"Can I have breakfast?"

"I said leave!" I hold my hands up in surrender.

"Ok, chill. I'm leaving. Can I put on some clothes?" I was wearing I tank top and basketball shorts. She grabs my bag, my hoodie, and drags me to the front door pushing me out and throwing my stuff at me, which I catch. Smile and waves farewell as she slams the door. 

"Bitch." I mumble as I put my hoodie on. I bang on the door and she opens it. "My phone and charger is still in there in the night table." She huffs and slams the door in my face. She comes back after I few seconds, gives it to me, and slams the door back again. "I HOPE THIS DOOR FALLS OF THE HINGS!" I storm off down the street towards Kevin's house. And to make this day any better, it was pouring raining.

I see his house and see no cars are outside. I huff in annoyance and try knocking on the door anyway. No one was home. Just great. I pull out my phone and see it was dead. How, it was charging all night? It was probably not plugged it. Wonderful.

I leave the house and start to walk with no destination. I don't really remember how to get to Blake's or Xavier's house from here. And I don't know where the other boys live. Maybe you should go to a fast food restaurant and charge the phone. Great idea. I walk in the direction of town square.

My teeth is chattering, my whole body is soaked, including my feet, my body is shaking and I hug myself to try to keep warm.

"Kindness?" I look to the side and see a police car. Inside was John and William. I wave.

"What are you doing out here like this?" John ask referring to my attire.

"I had to leave the orphanage." I say.

"Come on, we'll give you a ride," He ask as I get in the back of the car, "Why did you have to leave?" He asks after I'm settled in.

"I'm 18 today. What a great start of the day of being dragged out the house into the rain. Then not being able to call anyone cause my phone is dead." I grumble staring out the window. My stomach grumbles.

"Are you hungry, it's about time for our lunch break, what would you like to eat?"

"What time is it?"

"11:56." Great, I've been out here for four almost five hours. You haven't answer his question. "Can I have some Wendy's?"

"Yes ma'am, whatever you wish birthday girl." He says saluting. I smile.

"So, what is your plans for today?" William ask looking at me through the rear view mirror. I shrug. 

"I never make plans. The guys did though, and Xavier wants me and him to celebrate together, so I guess I'll be running around with them."

"Well y'all don't do anything crazy."

"Well they was thinking about stealing old ladys' purses."

"You say as your in the back of a police car." He says as John chuckles.

We'll go through the drive through of Wendys and I get a four for four, and they get combos.

"I'm going to drop you off at my house, is that alright? My wife should be there." I nod as I munch on my BLT chicken sandwich. He saw since he glanced at me in the rear review mirror.

After about ten minutes, we arrive to his home.

"Thanks for the ride and the food, by y'all."

"Happy birthday, and don't go stealing purses." William says.

"No promises." I get out the car and knock on the front door. Samantha answers.

"Kindness?"

"Uhh, hey, I'm I kind of don't have anywhere to go and John brought me here. Are you cool with it?" I say holding my food and duffel bag.

"Of course, come in, come in!" I walk in and she shuts the door.

"Thank you."

"No problem. Would you like to watch a movie with me? I'm watching White Chicks."

"Sure." We sit down on the coach. The movie was already playing. I set my bag on the ground and finish my food.

After I finish, I lay back and got comfortable. My eyes became droopy and I find myself fast asleep.

I wake up suddenly. Samantha wasn't in here with me anymore. Where did she go? The tv was off and there was a cover over me.

"Samantha?" I call out.

"In the kitchen!" I pull the cover off of me and walk into the kitchen. "Hey girly, how was your nap?" She says pulling stuff out the fridge.

"Fine, whatcha doing?" I ask sitting on the bar stool. 

"Making dinner."

"What time is it?"

"Five almost six. Would you like to help me?" I shrug me shoulders.

"Sure, what should I do." She smiles.

"Wonderful, Umm..." she slides an onion, green pepper, and knife towards me. "Can you cut these?"

I look at the knife and freeze. It triggers bad memories. My breath begins to shorten. I shake my head and step back. Why am I acting this way, it's just a knife. I knife that can harm you! Every time there's one you get hurt! Retreat! Retreat! Apologies, maybe she won't hurt you! Tears slide down my face.

"Kindness, are you ok? What's wrong?" She slowly approaches me and I step back again.

"Please, I'm sorry," I say backing in to a wall.

"What are you sorry for sweetie, you did nothing wrong?" I hear to front door slam shut. I jump in fear and fall to the ground. I hug my knees and bury my head into my knees. Breathing was becoming increasingly harder.

"What's wrong with her?" Someone says.

"I don't know, she just started freaking out."

"Kindness, what's wrong?" I couldn't speak. I couldn't breath. "I think she's having a panic attack. Kindness, look at me." I slowly raise my head in his direction. My vision was blur; my brain wouldn't connect his face with a name. He pulls me into a hug and I at first tried to pull away, but then gave up and rested my head on his chest. "Just listen to my heart beat and breath. In and out. In and out." I focus on the beating of his heart. Slowing I begin to calm down.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened," I say pulling out of the hug. It was John.

"It's ok, what triggered you?" I shrug.

"The knife. It was the knife." Samantha says staring at me. I think she's in a state of shock.

"Oh," I say, "I-I'm going to go use the bathroom." I get off the floor and walk to the downstairs bathroom. I splash water onto face and walk out.

"She's been through a lot Samantha."

"But what exactly. What happened to her? Gosh I'm a horrible person. I'm the reason she's broken. I caused it."

"No, don't talk about yourself like that. We don't-"

"I know for certain she's my child, and you know it too. Don't you?"

"I, I think so, but-"

"And you know all about her, don't you?"

"Yes, but-"

"And so does Xavier."

"Yes, but-" I chuckle a little at her cutting him off again.

"Then why can't I know?" Why can't she know? I don't care if she does. I don't know either.

"Woman, let me speak!"

"I am, speak man." I chuckle again.

"As a police officer and the one working on her case I can't."

"What case?"

"All I can say is, we're trying to find her foster dad."

"What did he do?"

"That's classified."

"Fine, don't tell me." She does deserve a explanation of why I freaked out. I walk in.

"He was hurting me. He got away before the police came." I say walking in the living room and grabbing my phone off the charger.

I have tons of miss calls and text from the guys. I roll my eyes and call Kevin. He answers in the first ring.

"Where are you! We've been searching everywhere!" He yells.

"Well not everywhere cause I'm at Xavier's."

"Why are you there? She's at your house dude."

"Well Mcbitch threw me out the orphanage at eight in the morning. It was pouring raining may I add. And I walked to your house, but no one was home. I was going to call, but my phone was dead. So, I was going to go to the closes fast food restaurant and charge my phone, but John and William saw me and brought me here."

"Why didn't you call us then?"

"I feel a sleep." He went silent for a moment.

"Ok, we're on the way."

"Ok, see y'all then." I hang up the phone.

"What did you mean by he hurt you?" Samantha ask worriedly. I sigh.

"How about this, if the DNA results comeback positive I'll tell you everything." I say grabbing my bag.

"Ok, if they comeback positive, will you move in." I look at her.

"Why?"

"I just want you here. Heck, you can move in now."

"Ok. But only if it says I'm yours." She hugs me. I hug her back.

"Thank you sweetie." I chuckle.

"Now I have to get ready to go. The guys are on their way to get me." I grab my bag and go to the bathroom.

I take a quick shower and put on my regular attire. I brush my teeth and put on socks and shoes. As I walk down the stairs, I hear loud noises in the living room.

"Sup guys." I say as I enter seeing the boys.

"You ready?" Kevin as giving me a quick peck. I nod smiling at him. 

"Awe, y'all so cute." Blake says in a high pitch voice. I glare at him.

"Kindness lets not have a death on our birthday." Xavier says chuckling. I frown.

"I would never... on my birthday. I can tomorrow."

"We have to go. By mom and dad!" Xavier yells as we exit out the front door.

"Where to first?" I ask.

"You'll just have to wait and see." Leyon says as we get into the truck.