“Lucious where are we going?” I whined, we had been in the car for what seemed like hours and it was driving me crazy. “And why is it only me and you?”
“Be patient, we will be there soon,” I laughed at his answer, it was the same answer he had been giving me for the last four hours. I crossed my arms peering out the window, probably looking like a pouty five-year-old that was just told I couldn’t have an ice cream cone.
It had been four months since we moved in with Lucious, true to everyone’s word they had kept my secret and Xander had no clue of my where abouts. Jake had managed to dodge him with very little information, and they told him some kind of story to keep him from asking too much. Lucious had taken us under his wing and treated us all like little sisters, we
