My mother was my first heartbreak.

He still dreamt of home. Even after all these years, even after he was no longer chained down to that house, he still couldn't escape it. But how could he? How does one just forget about all that happened? He was taking care of four kids on his brothers by himself since he was fourteen, him and all of his siblings are children of assault, he was constantly balancing his own life and his brothers lives and wondering if he should keep doing this or just run away.

Diana was my first love

Jett had a few girlfriends in his life, but this one was his first love. Sometimes he wondered if everything in the past was worth it, because maybe if things were different, he'd never had met her. He didn't know what he'd do without her, it felt like she was the only thing worth living for. He still always wanted that confirmation that she loved him though, he knew she did but he wanted to hear it. He couldn't believe it sometimes.

She was so good with his brothers too. He watched as she sat with all of his brothers, Isaac clutching onto her like his life depended on it. They were watching a movie right now and it just looked so sweet. He did want to tease his little brother though, that's just what he did best.

He walked over and grabbed her hand.

"Alright, stop trying to steal my lady." He teased his little brother, pulling Diana up.