Our big family (book three of Unbroken series)

As I watched Ashley and Quinn drive away, I felt a void form in my heart. I had been taking care of Quinn since I could remember and now she was gone.
An even scarier thought made itself towards the front of my mind as I stared at my seemingly empty house. I had no source of income until I tour with Flashbang again, and who knows how long that will take. There was no way I could afford to stay at the house with no job. So, I did the one thing that I swore that I would never do again. I called Johnny.
"Kit?" Johnny asked through the phone.
"Um, yeah. I was wondering if I could have my job at the record store back," I said quietly.
"Sure. It's because you missed me, isn't it?" he asked.
I wanted to vomit.
"Oh yes, I've missed you dearly," I lied through my teeth.
"Could you by any chance start tomorrow afternoon?"
"Of course. I'll see you then," I told him, hanging up the phone.
I went up to my bedroom and collapsed onto my bed.
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I had been back to work at the record store for two weeks and I was ready to quit again. Johnny was worse than before. Everywhere I turned, there he was flirting with me and making sexist remarks. I was sick of it.
"So, Kit, I was thinking you and I should go out sometime," Johnny said as I bent over to put some old 45s into a cardboard box.
"Um, no thanks. I just got out of a bad relationship. I'm not ready to date right now."
I stood up and Johnny slowly pushed me up against the wall. His muddy brown eyes were trained on my lips.
"Come on, Kit. We could have so much fun," he growled in a way that he must have thought was seductive.
"I'm sure we would, but I'm not ready for a relationship," I told him.
His apparently wouldn't take no for an answer because the next second he forced his lips onto mine. He slid his tongue across my lips, but I kept my mouth closed, refusing to kiss him back. Johnny wasn't pleased by this, so he squeezed my ass, causing me to gasp, and he slipped his tongue into my mouth.
I stood there frozen, unaware of how I would be able to get out of the situation. Johnny was at least six foot tall and muscular, so trying to fight him off would only cause me more trouble. I just hoped to god that he wouldn't go any further than this.
As soon as I thought that, Johnny slid one of his beefy hands into my pants. I let out a cry and he growled and removed his hand.
"Please, Johnny, don't do this," I whimpered.
"You know you'll like it. I know you're a slut, you've probably done it with dozens of guys," he snarled.
I felt a fury start burning in my stomach and I slapped him. I ran as fast as I could out of the store. I heard him yelling and running after me, but after weaving through the alleyways and sidewalks, I finally lost him.
I took my phone out of my pocket and called Jackson.
"Hey, Kit! What's up?" he asked happily.
"Um..can...can you come pick me up?" I sobbed.
"Sure. Tell me where you are and I'll find you."
I looked at my surroundings and saw a tattoo parlor and a streetsign.
"I'm on Lexington Avenue by a tattoo parlor. Get here as soon as you can, okay?"
"I'm on my way," he said.
I hung up the phone and dropped to my knees. In all of my years working at the record store, never once did I think Johnny would do that. Sure, he was a creep and he flirted a lot, but I didn't think he would ever try anything.
I went into what seemed like a trance and only snapped out of it when I heard a car honking it's horn. I looked up at Jackson and saw him in his blue truck.
I got up from the sidewalk and slid into the driver's seat. Jackson started driving back to my house and asked me, "Kit, are you okay?"
"I-I'll be okay. I promise," I whispered.
"Tell me what happened," he said, not taking his eyes off of the road.
"Johnny kissed me."
"HE WHAT?!" Jackson yelled.
"He kissed me. I ran away and called you. I'm fine."
"O-okay, but if you need me all you need to do is call," he said as he pulled into my driveway.
"I'll keep that in mind. If you could tell Calvin about this, then I'd really appreciate it. I don't want to think about it again. It was hard enough telling you."
"I'll tell him. Don't worry."
I smiled thankfully at Jackson and got out of the truck.
I entered my house and headed straight for the fridge and grabbed a Ben and Jerry's container of cherry garcia ice cream. I usually would stay as far away from this stuff as possible, but today was an exception.
I plopped down on the couch with a plastic spoon and the ice cream. I flipped on the television and started watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and eventually fell asleep.
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I was woken by a knocking on the door. I glanced quickly at the clock and saw that it was eight in the morning.
I got up from the couch and walked over to the door and opened it. My mouth dropped in shock as I saw Andy standing there. His hair was unkempt and his blue eyes were clouded with worry.
"Andy, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Calvin told me what you had told Jackson. I hopped on the first flight out of L.A. when I found out," he said, crossing the threashold of my door and giving me a hug.
I wanted to pull away from the hug, but I couldn't. I hadn't spoken to Andy since he had kissed me nearly four weeks ago and I didn't realize how much I had missed him. I just sobbed into his chest and let him hug me.

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