She Can't Be Your Mate novel Chapter 69

"I'm sorry Devina." I rapidly shook my head.

"Dylan no please," He placed his hands on my shoulders and leveled our eyes.

"You deserve so much more than this. That's one thing I'm absolutely positive about. I'm sorry but she's right kiddo." Then he turned back towards Sydney. "Where is she going? I won't let her go to a bad place. And if she is placed in a bad place, I will come get her." Sydney pulled her tablet back out and typed a few words.

"She'll stay in a temporary home for a few days until we find a more permanent place for her. Don't worry, she will be in good hands." Dylan nodded and stepped over to the side. "Go pack sweetheart." She smiled at me.

~Devina's POV~

With my bags packed, I was now sitting in the back of Sydney's black SUV watching my surroundings blur as we sped down the highway.

"So Devina, what do you like to do?" She chirped, her tone as happy as a kid getting a new puppy. I glared at her through the windshield mirror and she nodded. "Sorry."

A few hours passed before we finally came to a stop outside of a tall office building.

"My birthday is in a couple of months, this really isn't necessary," I spoke as we walked up to the building.

"It's the law." Was her short reply. My mind kept traveling back to one question. About my mom.

"And when did my mother go to jail?" She looked at me through her eyelashes and sighed.

"A couple months ago. A young man brought her in. Told the police what she did. Usually, she wouldn't be convicted right there but when they questioned her she confessed. She must have really felt bad for what she did to you." Sydney opened the door and held it open for me. I played with the hem of my shirt as I thought. Zane was most definitely the one who brought her in, but how he convinced her to confess was still a mind-boggling question I had. Zane. A stray tear escaped my cheek and landed on my thigh. I want him out of my mind. "Ready?" She softly asked, receiving a curt nod in response.

"I like you." She nodded her head in approval -like I needed it- and opened the drivers' side door. I got in the car too and put my seatbelt on. "I live in LA so it'll be a little drive, but we can get to know each other on the way." These familiar words made me freeze. "How old are you anyway?" I took another deep breath, filling my lungs with air and looked out the window.

"I'll be eighteen in six months. I don't need to be here." Gwen laughed but kept driving.

"Living with your boyfriend won't get you anywhere."

"For the second time, he isn't my boyfriend! My boyfriend chose another girl. Right in front of me, so I left him and was living with his older brother. Who's not my boyfriend!" Technically, I never broke up with Zane but when you start making out with your ex, it's kind of implied that there's nothing left between you.

"Young love." She dreamily sighed making me roll my eyes.

"Just because I'm not as old as you doesn't mean I don't know what love is. Our generation isn't as dumb as you guys think we are. I know what love is. I had it. I held it in my hands before it was ripped away." Gwen looked back over at me and a familiar twinkle in her eyes told me that the same thing has happened to her.