~the next morning. Brianna's pov~
I woke up by myself in Jaime's bunk. I smelled pancakes, but not wanting to reveal that I barely ate I just turned around and pulled up the blanket. My plan was shattered when I felt a hand on my shoulder and Jaime pulled me out of the bed, "breakfast is ready."
I nodded and sat next to him at the little tables and picked at my pancakes and used my technique of making them look eaten. "I'm gonna go get ready," I put my dish near the sink and then grabbed my fuzzy grey oversized shirt and denim capri's and went to the bathroom. As I shut the door I noticed Jaime watching me from the bunk. "Am I really under surveillance all day?"
"Yep," he used that mocking, condescending tone that got me so frustrated that I had to control myself not to slam the door, but I still shut it pretty hardly. I struggled out of my clothes and threw on the new ones. I stepped out and shoved the clothes into my bunk.
As Jaime watched me I got more frustrated and snapped at him, "do you really have to do that?" It reminded me of the first time my mom found out that I cut and had an aide for me in school to make sure I didn't do anything.
He seemed surprised by the outburst and shook his head, "I just don't want you to do it ever again..."
I suddenly felt guilty and hugged him, "I'm sorry. Its just that my mom did the same thing at first and it hurt. I felt like she was just getting someone to watch me so she wouldn't have to deal with me."
He hugged back, "I don't want to do that to you. I just want to make sure you're okay. You know you can always just let it all out by talking to us instead of hurting yourself and we'll listen."
I nodded and smiled at him. "Why don't we go walk around the town for a little while, " he offered and I agreed.

(Quick A/N: I think the chapters might have gotten messed up so if something didn't add up that's what it was and its now fixed so enjoy and sorry about that.)

We walked through all the different stores on the main street. I saw a Hot Topic and stared in want, but I didn't have any money. "You want to go there?" Jaime laughed.
"What's so funny? And no, I don't have money."
"It's so obvious that you get everything from there. And I'll make a deal with you."
I laughed at his comment and then asked, "whats the deal?"
"I'll get you whatever you want from there as long as I can take you to get a tattoo on your 18th birthday."
"So you'll spend money on me so that you can spend a couple hundred on me again in a couple months. What do you get out of this?" I knew there was some type of catch.
"A girl with awesome tattoos," he smirked, wickedly and I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Sure," I held in a giggle as he smiled and grabbed my hand, dragging me to the store. I got so many clothes that I had about three bags full and felt bad that he had spent so much money on me. Although with all the points I got from it I could probably get tons of stuff for free next time.
"Better start planning what you're gonna get now!" He skipped towards the bus as we were heading back.
"Is that all you're going to talk about until then?" I asked as he flung the door open and yelled, "Brianna's getting a tattoo for her birthday!"
I shook my head and laughed, "what?" Vic asked.
"We made a deal that I would get a tattoo if he took me to Hot Topic," I explained as they all walked in. They nodded and laughed.
"You seriously did that?" Mike asked.
"I wanted some anyway so it works because he said he'd pay for it," I laughed at how this only helped me.
For the rest of the day we just sat on the bus watching movies and they all snacked. It was the first night I hadn't cut in a long time.