~London~

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I wake up as usual and get dressed. I put on my light brown cargo pants, my white cropped top and my black Nike hoodie. I leave the hotel I was at and head to my school. I only have one good friend at school. And a very shitty boyfriend but I just can't find a way to break up with him. I arrive at school and see Clarity my best friend. Clarity is the kinda girl who is too sweet to fit in with the popular kids but way too pretty to sit with the so called losers.
"Clarity!!!" I say while giving her a big hug. "I think I'm gonna do it today. I'm doing to break up with him today" I continue. "Good! It's about time you leave that piece of shit girl" clarity replied messing my hair a little. I swat her hand away while laughing.

School dragged as it always does. I am not very good a school and tend to be what you like to call a class clown. School finally ends and I walk clarity home like I do every day. Once I say goodbye to her I call Ethan...

"Hey Ethan" I say a little shaky. "Hey girl what you want?" He said laughing at me. "I just don't think this is going to work anymore. You know. Me and you. We don't mesh well" I say worries about his response. "Oh come on Riley! We have been through this haven't we. Without me you have nothing! You know what will happen if you do this" he responds with aggression. But he's right. He pays for the hotels I stay at every night and he buys my clothes. But he is so abusive physically and mentally. I feel so trapped. "Your right I'm sorry...." I apologise quickly trying to get him to forgive what I just said. "It's all good pretty girl. Come to mine and show me how much of a good girl you can be" he says before ending the call on me.

I start making my way towards Ethan's house. I listen to my music on my AirPods and have tears brewing in my eyes.

"RUN JOHN B! THIS WAY!"

No....

It can't be....

I take my AirPods out and follow the shouting.

"SARAH WAIT GOD DAMN IT!!"

"COME ON ! HES GONNA KILL US!"

Finally after what felt like forever. I could see him. My big brother. But how was this possible. It was him. I haven't seen him in at least 10 years. He was running down a street.
"JOHN B!" I shouted at the top of my lungs and he stopped in his tracks turning around. "THIS WAY!" I shouted again trying to help my brother. He seemed confused. As if he didn't know it was me. I mean yeah I had dyed my hair blonde and had grown a lot but so had he. John b grabbed the blonde girl he was with and pulled her towards my direction. They were running very quickly. I took them down some ally ways making turns here and there until we found a bus stop. I gave them my change and we all sat on the bus.

"Who are you?" John b asked. "You seem awfully familiar" he continued. "Hey big bro" I said smiling a little. "Harper...." He said quietly as he realised. I was indeed his little sister. "How! How is this possible" he questioned with a huge smile growing on his face. "I ran away. I wanted to find mum so I faked my own death at the age of 6. Crazy I know but I was instantly put into an adoption centre when I got here and I lied about everything. My name. My age. Everything. Here I am Riley Jones. And I am 18". I explain to him. He sat in shock as well as the blonde girl. "I'm Harper. John B's little sister. It's nice to meet you" I say changing the subject. "H..hi. I'm Sarah. His gi...his wife." She said in a form of shock. I just smiled at her.

"Do you have a phone by any chance?" John B asked. I nodded and handed him my phone. He texted someone saying "where are you. P4L" he handed me the phone back and told me to tell him if the number answered him. About 5 minutes passed and the number did responded. I handed him the phone and he texted quickly and handed me it back. "Do you know where abouts the London eye is?" He asked eagerly. I laughed and nodded. "In fact we are almost there" I say while looking at my surroundings of the city I grew up in. We turned the corner and I pressed the stop button on the bus and we all got off. I lead them to the London eye and just as I turn the corner. There he is....the same hair and face as when we were younger. JJ....

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