Chapter 27

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One night, I was in a t- shirt and plaid lounge pants in bed then I heard pounding on my window.  I waited ten minutes. Then I got up, threw slippers and my pink robe on and put my hair in a messy bun and went over to my window. I opened it sat down and read the note

"Mia Fenton,

Follow the roses."

I was shocked and climbed out my window and down the ladder and followed the pedals.

I ended up in Sam's backyard with a handsome  man before me dressed in  black slacks, black dressy shoes, white long sleeve button down polo, red tie, clean brown hair with a patio full of lights and a banquet. 

"Well you look beautiful."

I growled.

"More wonderful."

"How did you.."

"I could tell he was blushing. "Just sit down and enjoy."

"But it's midnight.."

"Is it? I haven't noticed." He said jokingly.

"Stop it." alone

"You know you love it..'

I started to tear up.

"Oh what's wrong?'

"It's just my mother.....she left me.."

He walked over and wrapped his arms around me putting his head in my hair. "Oh I bet she will be back..'

"She hates me.."

"I doubt that..she loves you and is lucky to have you."

I pushed away. "I um.. gotta go.."

"Wait,.." He grasped my hands in his making me stay. "Mia, hear me out."

"No Sam, i a..need to leave like now."

He put his finger over my mouth and said "Listen."

"Mia Fenton,..." He began.

"When I was five, my dad left my mother and I alone on the streets, he didn't want nothing to be with us anymore, and when I was seven, my mother died in a car accident. "

"But Sam..I a don't know what to say."

He continued "When I was ten, The woman I live with now, adopted me, when she was twenty. When I was thirteen, she was married and I was her ring bearer."

I stood there speechless, teary eyed.

"Now I'm fifteen and am being treated like a slave and now that  I met you..'

He stared into my eyes.

"Mia Fenton, I love you."

I was speechless.

"Oh Mia, say something."

"Oh Sam."

I ran to the only place I knew where I could be safe.

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