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Thalia

Thalia was grateful for his help. She thought he would just shove her aside and he would let her suffer out on the streets, but instead he showed kindness. She felt even better when he said that his mother doesn't work for the government. It would have ended badly for her and him possibly. She felt bad that he didn't have a dad. Thalia never had one either, but she never cared much about it.

Xavier started walking in the direction she believed was his house. She kept his pace thinking that he would leave her if she didn't. If all goes well she could get him to help her. She doesn't know anything and she would love the assistance. Thalia looked around once again. She always had this feeling people were watching her. Or she was going to be taken to the place her family was. She wanted to be with them, but she wanted to get them out.

She looked down at that ground and then back up to watch were she was walking. For all she knew he could be walking her into a trap. Thomas would do that to her. Sometimes she would follow him around and when he noticed he would walk her straight to her room without her even knowing and lock her in there. Thomas thought it was a joke, but she cried every time. Without even realizing it she was fiddling with her necklace. It was a habit. Whenever she thought about her family she tends to mess with it.

Thaila looked at Xavier. "I will tell you why I need help in detail when I feel safe," she said shifting her gaze back out.