We All Have Our Reasons

Seth was a normal enough kid. He liked to play with his best friend and go along with her crazy ideas. Util one day life changes for the worse. Seth winds up in the underground world of human trafficking over night. He has no idea what he was expecting to happen but it wasn't rescue by the hand of three teenagers slightly older than himself. He is rescued by this group of kid who do this regularly? You've got to be joking right? Seth must now find his place among their ranks, at least until he can get his life sorted out. It's kind of difficult with two guys constantly bickering over every little detail and a very, very pretty girl trying to befriend him. Yeah he's gone a long way from normal alright, will he ever go back to it though? That's the real question.

*WARNING: there is going to be sex and other sexual concepts in this story, most of which is not going to be hetero you have been warned*

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4. Home

The town of Twin’s Crossing wasn’t by any means large. It was an average little suburb with a main street lined with businesses and a mall on the outskirts of town. Life wasn’t complicated and the majority of the population knew each other. Jess pulled into a gas station admiring the ocean view from the cliff side town. Seth yawned loudly and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. “So we’re here then?” he mumbled eyes darting around and picking up several familiar landmarks. “Yeah we’ve been in town for a few minutes, I didn’t want to wake you” Jess shrugged looking back at the boys in the back seat. Justin had fallen into Jake’s lap somewhere along the way and the younger teen’s hand was resting in his black hair. “Oblivious the both of them” She muttered to herself with a smirk. Seth hopped out of the car eyes consuming the familiar landscape. “So do you guys want to just know where he lives? Because if it’s ok with you I kind of wanted to take care of something” He asked eyes traveling to the small cemetery near the edge of town. “If you have personal stuff to do I get it but lay low, if all goes well you can stay here if you want. I have no right to deny you your home. But there’s still the safe house if you don’t want to stay” Jess shrugged slipping Justin’s wallet out of his pocket and paying for their gas. Seth made a noncommittal gesture and tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans, head bowed as he made his way slowly into the town that he had once called his home.

The town was much less lively than Seth had remembered. With little movement save for himself, he kept his profile low none the less. He wasn’t here for his parents, they probably didn’t know he was missing it had only been a week or two since they last saw him. Seth wasn’t the type to up and leave by any means he just doubted that this parents would miss their good for nothing son. So he passed the side street leading to his house with little guilt. He wanted to see her at least one more time as he was making this decision. He hopped the small fence surrounding the graveyard and made the all too familiar path to her grave.  Emilia Grace Rockwell. Born July seventh, nineteen ninety six. Deceased October sixth, two thousand and six. He never read the rest of the tombstone it never meant anything to him. He knelt down before the grave eyes already beginning to tear up. “Hello Emilia” He whispered to the stone slab. He could almost feel the weak attempt at a punch to his shoulder. “I need you to help me one last time.” And with that he was pouring his heart out to her grave, the grave of his one and only friend for so many lonely years. He was sitting now, crying silently head bent toward the earth and shoulders shaking violently.  He didn’t hear the gate swing open, he didn’t notice the other presence sit beside him “Chuid eile i síocháin” a voice whispered from Seth’s left. He started and looked over to find Jacob eyes shut seemingly in prayer. “It means rest in peace” he said after an awkward silence. “I know how much it hurts, visiting the grave, missing them, wishing you could see them one more damned time. I know your pain ten times over Seth.” He looked up at the younger teen. There was unfathomable pain in his eyes, the eyes of a tortured soul.

They sat in silence for a while longer before Jake finally got up, brushing the dust off his jeans. He sighed and looked down at Seth. “You can cling to her for as long as you want but eventually everything starts to sink. And then what?” He pulled his hood up over his face and walked back through the gate and up the road. Seth just sat motionless before the grave eyes downcast and brain whirring. It was true yes that he often used Emma as a safety net almost like a conscious sometimes. If he wasn’t sure about something he often “Asked” her what he should do. But, Jake had a point, how long could he keep this up? Was keeping her memory locked up in his vault for this long really the right thing to do anymore?

If he let her go though, who else would be there for him. His parents were out he had no real intention of going back to them in the first place. He knew how that would end, things would get better for a little while and then they would go back to ignoring him or yelling at him for things that were out of his control. Like getting kidnapped. No way was he going back to that hell house. So that left two options, wandering the state like a homeless bum, or he could stay with the others if they’d have him. He rose to his feet and followed Jake back up the hill. He decided living on the streets was not for him, he had been too pampered in the past few days to stoop that low.

When he got back to the car Jess was sitting behind the wheel looking pissed as all get out. The boys were sitting on the curb next to the car bickering as usual. “Hat to break up the love fest boys but,” he jerked his thumb towards he car, “what’s eating her?” Justin still looked very tired as their eyes met. “The guy she came here looking for has run off on us, we’ve lost his trail again. She’s pretty frustrated about it.” He said stifling a yawn. “How do you know he’s not just out?” Seth asked arching an eyebrow. “Because she staked out the house for a couple hours before we went inside. The place was empty no sign that anyone had lived there for years.” Justin sighed, nudging Jake with his elbow trying to get him to move over more. “So now what?” Seth asked leaning on the car. “That” Jess said, startling Seth. “Is a very good question.” Seth turned to face her and the guys stood to either side of him. “So are you coming with us ese?” Justin asked casually draping an arm across his shoulders. “Or are you going to chase your own horizon? Following your own path, fight Oprah in some darkened back alley” Jake sighed a far off look in his eyes. Justin leaned in front of Seth. “You need help Jake” he said a look of concerned amusement. “Hey you guys have your things and I have mine.” Jake said a small smirk playing up his face as he said it with a shrug. 

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