Blake slipped into my room silently. I had forgoten how quiet he could be. I hadn’t meant to cry, but it felt so good for my face to be free and express itself. My hard outside had melted into the scared little girl who had been trapped inside for so many months.

“I’m sorry Aea. I missed you to Babygirl..” Blake spoke first.

“Blake, I..I wanna go home. You told me I could whenever I wanted, but then you left me. And I waited, telling myself you’d come back for me soon. Well now I want to go home. My parents are probably worried sick, or think I died. I miss my parents, and my own bed, and my friends, and school. I miss my old life. Please.. take me home.” Once the words started I couldn’t stop.

Blake looked hurt, but I knew he’d take me home. “Let’s go.” Is all he said and he left my room. I packed my new clothes with my old ones. When I was done, I kissed my adopted Mom and Dad goodbye. Blake was waiting for me outside.

“I’ll miss you both!” I called as I climbed on Blake’s back. And I meant it.