Chapter Fourteen

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Even though the goal hasn't been met yet, I really just wanted to update. After this chapter the story is really going to progress and I just kind of want to get on with it already.

Goals: 15 votes, 8 comments. Unedited.  

(This is also a really crap chapter)

I look around the small apartment filled with people. When I read the letter I called Mandy and Jason. They came and Jason took Mikey and Stella to eat and Mandy called her work and the police. I gave them the letter she left me but I wouldn't let them read Stella's and Mikey's.

"What am I suppose to do?" I ask Mandy.

"Isn't this what you wanted? A bettter environment for them?" she asks .me.

"They can't stay with Zayn and I," I sigh.

"She basically gave you custody of them," Mandy states the obvious. "Their your responsibility now."

"But I can't," I repeat myself. Stella was right, I'm not in the best place to be helping them at the moment.

"You have to, though."

"You don't understand it through!" I shout, gaining the attention of everyone else. I wait for them all to go back to whatever they were doing before speaking again. "I can't take care of them, at least not right now."

"Well now what?" Mandy asks.

"You and Jason were thinking about taking them in."

"That was different-"

"How?" I cut her off. "Please," I beg. "Just for a month or two while I get everything together and tell Zayn about the situation."

"Kase, you know I love you, but I don't think that's a good idea," she tells me.

"So you won't help me out?" I snap at her. "Can't you see that I'm way over my head?"

I walk away from her not even waiting for her to answer. I talk out into the hall and grab my phone. I listen to it ring as I try not to cry. This is all way too much for me.

"Hello?"

"Mom," my voice cracks.

"Honey what's wrong?" she asks, actually sounding worried.

"I need your and dads help. I accidentally got myself into this situation that I can't handle." I sniff as a tear falls down my cheek. All I do lately is cry and it's really pathetic.

"What happened?" her voice is now back to how it usually is, strict and annoyed.

"It's too hard to explain over the phone," I try to stop crying.

"Well what do you expect me to do then?" she snaps at me. "We are in a different country Kasie."

"I know that," I sob.

"Why are you crying?" my mom asks. "Quite that, you're supposed to be strong not a cry baby."

"It's kind if hard to do that!" I argue back.

"Don't you dare talk back to me, young lady!" my mom scolds. "Tell me what happened and I'll see what your father and I can do."

I pull myself together and do as she said. I tell her everything about Stella and Mikey. She sighs and tells practically tells me how stupid I am, but says that her and my father will get a flight back here to help me sort everything out. She tells me that they should be here in a few days before hanging up.

I then dial Zayn's number and as I do it I catch myself doing what Stella pointed out. I shake my head at myself and bring the phone up to my ear. I nervously wait for him to answer and when he does I flinch a little at the sound of his voice.

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