Simon and his beloved Melana had troubles with infertility for a few years now. Saddened by the thought of not having their own children they decided adoption would just be the next best option. They first adopted your little sister since you weren’t there yet, you were still at home with your terrible parents.

Except the worst thing that could happen, happened. Caylee passed away, and her ashes were now kept on the mantle in their living room forever honoring the child. It took them years to get over her, and even then, Melana wasn’t over her sudden death.

When she finally felt well enough, her and your Simon adopted another child. Which was you of course, and from what they’ve heard...you’re pure trouble. Simon heard the story about your past, and it broke his wife’s heart when he told her, so she decided to adopt you. Though it wasn't purely out of pity, as Simon also felt some kind of connection with the now 16-year-old.

They soon found out how troublesome you really were after a few months, as you were constantly going out and doing things you shouldn't be doing. But they didn't have the heart to tell you to stop since they felt bad for the terrible way you grew up. But it eventually got to a point where it was getting to be too much. When you started to subway surf.

You had gotten arrested for doing it, and Simon had to pick you up from the police station after a few hours. The ride was silent, and Simon made you sit at the table when you got home, Melana behind him. She was mostly in tears thinking about the dangerous things you’d been doing.

"Do you really want to come home in a box for me? Do you really?" He asked, his voice slightly cracking as you now thought of the first child you'd lost. That child who also happened to actually be a part of Simons biological family, which is how you found out about him. She was his sister from a different father. "Huh?!” His voice raised, hand slamming on the table. It just hurt to think about what he was doing, and what could happen to him.