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1. reader_at_heart
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   April 26, 2012 12:10am UTC
   Twenty Questions
   Chapter 6
   part three
   (the things in italics mean they are part of a memory or story)
   Carter looked at me, “You’re probably wondering what this has to do with you getting here and everything, but trust me, it makes sense- I think…”
   I smiled weakly and nodded, “Alright, I trust you.”
   We made eye contact- major eye contact.
   I glanced away shyly.
   I could feel myself blushing, and I lightly put a hand to my cheek.
   “C’mon! Keep going! What happened next!?” Rikki asked eagerly.
   “Well, I stayed in the area for a while. You know, so I could make sure the two of them were put into a home together. And they were, Nicole ended up taking them.” He told us.
   “Did you ever visit them after that?” I questioned.
   “No, I couldn’t. I knew that Nicole would have to report it, or she’d lose her job, and that wouldn't have helped my sisters.” He answered.
   I nodded solemnly in response.
   Wow. I would never be able to live without my parents and my brother and sister.
   My family! Where did they think I was now!?
   “What about my family- what do they think happened to me?” I anxiously asked Carter and Rikki.
   They exchanged glances, then Rikki answered,
   “Let him explain everything, okay?”
   Uh oh. What was that supposed to mean?
   Whatever it meant, it couldn’t be good- or else they’d just tell me, right?
   Instead of asking all of this, I simply answered with a nod.
   “What time is it Rikki?” Carter asked.
   She looked at a dark purple watch on her hand, “About nine in the morning- why?”
   “I told Andrew I’d meet him at eleven.” Carter explained.
   “Who’s Andrew?” I asked him.
   I saw something flash in his eyes.
   Was it anger? Or maybe sadness?
   I couldn’t tell, it was gone just as quickly as it had appeared.
   “Just another person you’ve met, but don’t remember.” Carter replied.
   “About that,” Rikki said, “you never told me why she doesn’t remember anything.”
   “It’s all part of the story, besides I promised Brielle I’d answer her questions. And you know how I feel about keeping promises.” He replied.
   “Ugh. Whatever.” She said, obviously annoyed, “Are you going to continue your story or not? Because I have places to go and people to see.”
   He rolled his eyes at her.
   “Well you can go. The next thing that happened was I met you.”
   “Thank God!” Rikki shouted, lifting her hands and her gaze towards the ceiling, as if she was worshiping a god.
   I laughed at her dramatic reaction.
   “Cut the crap, Rikki. You’re such a drama queen.” Carter said.
   “Well your girlfriend seems to think it’s pretty funny.” She teased while pulling her boots on.
   Carter gave me a fake angry look.
   But I just shrugged my shoulders innocently and covered my mouth with one hand to keep myself from giggling.
   Rikki went into the closet and pulled out a black jacket, “By the way,” she said looking at me, “you might want to get yourself some new clothes.”
   I looked down at what I was wearing for the first time.
   I was a mess, and I could feel myself blushing.
   I heard Rikki laugh, and looked up to see her closing the door behind her.
   “I think you look beautiful just like that.” Carter said sweetly as he came over to sit with me on the sleeping bags.
   hey this chapter is really long! it'll be continued into multiple parts.
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2. reader_at_heart
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   April 25, 2012 2:19pm UTC
   Twenty Questions
   Chapter 6
   part two
   (the things in italics mean they are part of Carter's story)
   We had a social worker, her name was Nicole and my sisters formed a strong relationship with her.
   One day, she pulled me aside. ‘We need to talk.’ She had said. ‘Listen, Carter, it’s not good for Olivia and Dani to be moving around like this. We need to find you guys a permanent home.’ She said seriously. ‘I know,’ I said. ‘But there are no relatives willing to take us. None of them can- with work and kids of their own. We’re too much for them.’ I explained. ‘Carter, I know that. But, if we can’t find a place for you kids to stay in two weeks then you’ll have to be put into the foster system.’ She said with a face full of distraught. ‘NO, we can’t. No one will want all three of us- we’ll have to be split up.’ I debated. Of course she already knew this, but I had to say it. I had to remind her, we couldn’t be split up. We were all each other had. She nodded. ‘I know that Carter, but what else can we do? There are no relatives left!’
   ‘We can live on our own. I’m fourteen, I can get a job- and you, you can check in on us. It’ll work out!’ I suggested. Nicole looked at me with pity. ‘That’s just it Carter. You’re fourteen, onlyfourteen. I can’t let you live alone.’ I couldn’t believe this. ‘Well then what are you going to do?! We can’t just-‘ I stopped because I noticed Dani standing in the doorway; she had been listening to our conversation. ‘We’re gonna be split up?’ She asked with tears in her eyes. She was only six, but she’d been through so much more than was necessary. I couldn’t let her lose the rest of her family. I walked over to her and knelt down in front of her, putting my hands on her shoulders. ‘No, Dani, I won’t let that happen to us.’ I assured her. But that didn’t seem to help. ‘Ni-nicole just said…thhat. She said that w-we have to.’ She said stuttering, while trying not to cry. ‘I know, but we’ll work it out, Dani.’ I said, trying not to cry myself. Then I got up and turned to Nicole. ‘Are there any other options?’ She shrugged her shoulders and said, ‘No, no one can handle taking on three kids all at once.’
   ‘What about you, Nicole?’ Dani perked up, ‘Couldn’t we live with you?’
   She went over to my little sister. ‘Oh, baby, I wish- you don’t know how much I wish that, but my husband and I, we can’t afford the three of you.’ She explained sadly.
   ‘What about two? Can you afford to take the girls? Olivia and Dani. Could you take them?’ I asked anxiously. ‘Possibly,’ she started, ‘but I’m not going to be the one to split you three up.’
   ‘I’ll be right back.’ I said as I walk out of the room.
   Before I did, I bent down and gave Dani a peck on the forehead.
   And said, ‘I love you.’
   Then I went out into the hallway and did the same to Olivia.
   She looked confused, but then I stood up and walked away.
   I walked out of Nicole’s office and stopped at our house at that time.
   I packed a backpack.
   I wrote a letter, telling them all how much I loved them and telling Nicole that she couldn’t let them be split up- whether she took them or not- she couldn’t split the two of them up.
   I folded it up and placed it on the table.
   Then, with a heavy heart, I left.”
   Carter paused for a minute, looking down- his eyes were filled with tears as he recalled the memory.
   I glanced over at Ricki, who was wiping a tear from her cheek.
   I felt terrible for Carter- he had such a horrible life, and then he gave up what little he did have just for his sisters.
   I wanted to go over and hug him and cry with him, in his arms.
   But I didn’t.
   I just sat there with the two of them, until he regained his composure.
   “Sorry, guys.” He half whispered.
   “No, no. It’s fine.” I said quickly.
   And Ricki nodded in agreement.
   hey this chapter is really long! it'll be continued into multiple parts.
   still confused? just ask! i'll do my best to explain! and thanks so much for reading! i really hope you like it! and if you'd like to be notified when i post a new chapter look at my second quote ever- it talks about being notified so comment if you wanna be notified! thanks again! <3
   
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3. reader_at_heart
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   April 25, 2012 2:17pm UTC
   Twenty Questions
   Chapter 6
   part one
   (the things in italics mean they are part of Carter's story)
   “So…what do you want to know?” he asked.
   “A lot.” I answered, “I don’t know where to start.”
   “Well, what do you remember?” Ricki asked, trying to help.
   “That’s the problem. I don’t really know. I guess you should start with how we met?” I suggested.
   “Hmm…It’s pretty complicated. Let’s see…” Carter paused, thinking.
   “What if you tell her everything like a story?” Ricki said.
   “Yea! That’s a good idea!” I replied.
   That way nothing would be left out.
   “Okay.” Carter said, “Just give me a minute.”
   Ricki smiled, obviously proud of her contribution.
   Carter got up and started pacing.
   “Okay…bear with me though, at first it might not seem to make sense.” He warned.
   “You have to know my story before you’ll be able to understand the rest.”
   I nodded, and Ricki looked intrigued.
   “So…Here it goes,” he started after a few minutes of thinking.
   “Three years ago, my family was living in Southern Colorado when my parents disappeared. Just all of a sudden- out of the blue. We came home from school one day, and they were just gone. People searched for them, lots of people did. The police, neighbors, friends, family- even strangers helped out. But they were never found. I was twelve at the time, and my sisters were four and seven. I also had an older brother- he was nineteen- so we were able to stay together and live with him while he was at school. But he had a drug problem, and one year after my parents went missing, he OD-ed. Our aunts and uncles all took us in. But nothing was permanent. We moved from relative to relative and never stayed in one place for more than two months. We had a social worker, her name was Nicole and my sisters formed a strong relationship with her.
   hey this chapter is really long! it'll be continued into multiple parts.
   still confused? just ask! i'll do my best to explain! and thanks so much for reading! i really hope you like it! and if you'd like to be notified when i post a new chapter look at my second quote ever- it talks about being notified so comment if you wanna be notified! thanks again! <3
   
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4. reader_at_heart
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5. reader_at_heart
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   April 24, 2012 8:11pm UTC
   Twenty Questions
   Chapter 4
   (sorry if the last chapter confused you guys! hopefully this one clears it up!)
   part one
   I woke with a start.
   My forehead was prickled with sweat.
   And my throat was dry.
   Oh. My. God.
   Was I starting to remember?
   I stood up and began pacing around the room so I could think.
   Maybe, but…if that really happened then, what went on between then, and me ‘waking up’ in that warehouse with Carter.
   Carter!
   Oh my God!
   Carter was the boy on the bus.
   Unless it was just a dream.
   But no…
   It couldn’t be.
   He came on the bus as if he were looking for me…
   It didn’t make sense.
   Why was he there at that time…
   Maybe…maybe Carter was the reason the bus lost control.
   “No, no, no.” I said to out loud, forcing the thought out of my mind.
   It couldn’t be real.
   I don’t even know if it’s a memory or a dream for crying out loud!
   Besides, Carter wouldn’t do that.
   He couldn’t, he’s been nothing but nice to me and-
   I heard a rustling from the floor behind me.
   It made me jump.
   “Did you say something?” Carter asked sleepily.
   “Oh…uhm, no. Sorry.”
   Oops…I forgot he was in here.
   I looked around the room again.
   When we had arrived last night I hadn’t been able to see that well.
   But now the sun was rising, and it was shining through the cracks in the three boarded up windows.
   There was a small closet in one corner, I’m guessing that’s where Carter pulled our sleeping bags out of last night.
   There was a light grey folding table pushed against one of the walls, right under one of the windows.
   There were also four matching chairs around it.
   There was an old, bulky refrigerator on the other side of the room, directly across from the table.
   It was making a slight humming sound that filled the room.
   Our two sleeping bags were in the center of the room.
   Carter was in a dark green one he was snoring a little bit.
   I realized that, aside from my ‘dream,’ this was really the first time that I actually looked at him.
   His hair was the perfect length- not too long and not too short.
   It was brown and shaggy, and I liked it.
   His skin was sun kissed.
   There was a dash of freckles sprinkled on and around his nose.
   He had muscles, a lot of them.
   Carter.
   Wow. He was hot.
   Just then, he shifted a little and rolled over.
   This brought me back to reality.
   Oh my God, I was being such a creep.
   I laughed at myself and how stupid I was.
   Then, my stomach growled.
   Carter looked so peaceful sleeping, and I didn't want to wake him up so I decided to check in the fridge for something to eat.
   I turned on my heel and took one step.
   And then there was a knock on the door.
   hey guys! sorry about that last chapter, a little confusing, i know! but hopefully this one cleared it up? if not then comment somewhere and i'll try to explain- although, i might not be too good at it!
   anyways, thanks so much for reading this! i hope you like it! and if you'd like to be notified when i post a new chapter look at my second quote ever- it talks about being notified so comment if you wanna be notified! thanks again! <3
   
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8. reader_at_heart
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   April 23, 2012 10:20pm UTC
   Twenty Questions
   Chapter 2
   part one
   Three flights of stairs.
   Countless identical turns.
   And then a wall.
   We were running straight at it.
   This boy must be insane...
   The wall was getting closer.
   I should probably stop, but the boy just picks up speed.
   So I do to.
   Faster and faster.
   Unitl BAHM!
   We run straight into the wall.
   But, turns out it isn’t even a wall at all,
   It’s just a hidden doorway.
   It slams open and then there’s light.
   And wind.
   The wind feels good; cooling down my sweaty body.
   My eyes adjust to the light and I look around.
   We are on a rooftop.
   “Come on, we’re almost there.” He says.
   He said it normally, not trying to whisper or anything, so I figured I was aloud to talk now.
   “Where exactly is ‘there’?”
   He turned around to face me.
   Then he took a step closer so we were face to face.
   “Brielle,” he said putting his hands on my shoulders, “not yet. No questions yet.”
   I shook his hands off my shoulders and he looked hurt.
   “But why not?” I asked, obviously frustrated.
   “Because, we need to be sure we’re safe. Please, just trust me.”
   “Safe from who!?” I whined, slightly raising my voice.
   He sighed, then shook his head in disappointment.
   “What?” I asked “What’s wrong?”
   As I asked this he continued to shake his head, but a little smirk danced across his lips.
   “That’s three.” He said over his shoulder as he started walking away.
   “Where are you going?” I said as I chased after him.
   “And four…”
   “What, so I’m not allowed to ask questions like…at all?” I said in disbelief.
   “Nope. Not until we get there.” He said as he continued walking, not even bothering to face me.
   “Oh, and by the way- that’s five.” He said wittily.
   I realized I had stopped walking, and the boy was several paces ahead of me.
   “Will you at least tell me your name?” I questioned as I caught up to him.
   “That’s six.” He said with a smirk. “Did anyone ever tell you that you ask a lot of questions?” He asked.
   “Come on! Just tell me! I can’t trust someone if I don’t even know their name!” I demanded.
   “Damn, Brielle. You may have lost your memory, but you sure as hell didn’t lose your stubbornness.” He laughed
   “Well, I didn’t ask a question that time, now did I?” I countered.
   “No, but you did just now. Cough. Cough. Seven.”
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10. reader_at_heart
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    April 22, 2012 9:30pm UTC
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    notice
    some people have asked if i'll notify them when i post the next chapter, so please comment here if you do. (even if you've already told me) because it will be that much easiear to keep track of so i don't miss anyone!
    thank you so much!
    
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11. reader_at_heart
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    April 22, 2012 7:26pm UTC
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    Introduction
    should i make this a story?
    My ears were throbbing.
    Where was I?
    I was breathing heavily, I felt like I had just been running.
    It was dark, and I wanted to scream...for help or for anything- anyone.
    I don't know. All I know is that I didn't make a sound.
    I felt like I was supposed to be quiet.
    I felt like if I screamed then something bad would happen.
    My ears were still throbbing, and I still had no idea why.
    I needed to get out of here- wherever here was...
    I reached in front of me- only to find there was a crate or something right there.
    I couldn't hear anything aside from my heartbeat in my ears
    I was in a squatting position, and I started to stand up.
    Then there was a hand.
    It grabbed my arm.
    It pulled me down.
    I opened my mouth,
    I don't know what I would've said, but that didn't matter-
    I didn't have a chance.
    Another hand covered my mouth.
    I was still clueless as to what was going on.
    But now it was worse- I started to panic.
    What happened to me?
    I must've been kidnapped- or something!
    My heartbeat- which was already abnormally fast- doubled in pace.
    The beating in my ears was like thunder.
    Then there was a hushed voice in my ear,
    "It's okay, it's only me."
    It was a guy's voice-
    and even though I didn't know who it was, I trusted him.
    The hand came off my mouth.
    I got in one breath- and then his lips were pressed against mine.
    I felt sparks fly.
    No- that's not right! I don't know this boy!
    What the hell?
    I needed to get away!
    But before I could react or pull away or anything-
    There was a flash of light.
    A blur of actions, some voices.
    And then we were running.
    Fast.
    comment if you think i should make this a story or not. also, feel free to comment any title suggestions or character names you think i should use- i can't promise i'll use them, but i need some inspiration.
    thank you!
    
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