My actual adoption..

CC's POV~

I walked upstairs. Jez was in her room really long and i started getting worried. "jez, can i come in?" i knocked on the door. "g-go away." i heard her sobbing and something hit the door. "i just want to help you jez." she started crying more. i closed my eyes and thought for a second. i opened the door and saw jez sitting on the floor bawling her eyes out. i crossed the room quickly and sat next to her. i pulled her into my side and held her there. "shhh babe shhh." she swiped at her eyes. "whats wrong?" i asked trying to help her wipe her eyes. "i dont wanna talk about it." she whispered and her voice cracked. "is it about morg or the care home?" i asked gently. she nodded "it's about morg?" i asked again. "y-yea." she broke down again sobbing. i pulled her into my lap and had her facing me "jez," i grabbed her chin lightly and had her looking at me "i promise that no one will hurt you while im here with you. if your friend hurt you, i will hurt him." she stopped crying and was looking at me scared. "understand?" she nodded. "ok come on wash your face. your mascara is smudged and then we can watch a movie or you can teach me how to play perfect weapon like how you wrote it." she gave me a small smile and went into the bathroom. i grabbed her guitar and walked down into the living room. jez appeared at the entrance of the living room and looked restless. she sat down and grabbed her guitar. i grabbed the one jake left after a recording session. she started teaching me part of it. after a while i picked her up and spun her around in a circle while she squealed and laughed.

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