"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆? 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿." Y/N sighed as they walked back to Carl's house.
He nods, "They love you there. You're basically a celebrity." He chuckled. Y/N wiped a few dry tears from her cheeks. "Any news about your dad?" Carl asked, concerned.
Y/N shakes her head, "No calls, no nothing. It's been..4 days?" She tried to remember. "That must suck." Carl shrugged. "I mean, its nice. A few more nights without Beth yelling at me while banging whores on the couch." Y/N giggled.
Carl chuckled as they neared his house. He opened the door and was greatest by Liam running around. Lip seems to be staying the night with Ian and Debbie was frantic following after Liam.
"Hey, It's Hot Girl Y/N."
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"Hi." Y/N waved. "Don't tell me you guys are not gonna have your date here, aren't ya?" Ian chuckled. "Date?" Y/N choked. "Great to spoil it, Ian." Carl rolled his eyes.
Lip and Ian gave each other looks.
"She's staying the night, hope you don't mind." Carl grunts as Y/N took off her jacket. "Sorry for the bother." She awkwardly scratched her neck.
"It's no bother." Debbie smiled.
"May we ask why though?" Lip asked before Carl nudged him hard. "Ow-"
Y/N smiled softly, "It's alright."
Carl nods slowly as he began to pull out some plates. "You guys have dinner yet?" Carl called out for Lip and Ian who sat at the couch, busy on their phones. "Nope."
"Do we have dinner?"
Carl looked at Y/N then at the two older boys. "Nope.."
Y/N gave an awkward grin,. "I'll be fine." She mutters.
Ian pursed his lips and looked back at Y/N with a soft smile.
Carl gave her a look, raising his eyebrows, "You sure you'll be okay?" He asked. Lip scoffed at how soft Carl was acting towards Y/N.
Carl glared at him. Y/N cleared her throat, "Yes, Carl, I'll be fine." She chuckled. "Y-you need a bath? I can search for some of Fiona's old clothes-"
"Sure, Carl."
Carl smiled but frowned when both his brothers snickered, probably to taunt him.
Y/N gave a soft laugh, "Upstairs, you'll find it." Carl gestured. "Sure I will."
Y/N awkwardly made her way upstairs and tried to feel at home.
"What's with the act lover boy?" Ian laughed. "Someone finally setting you straight?" Lip joined. Carl rolled his eyes. "It's called love, Lip. How the fuck would you even know anyways you think love is sex."
"So you admit you're in looove" Ian joked. Lip was laughing his ass off as he lit a cig. "Shut up." Carl rolled his eyes.
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"Shut up, Fiona!" Y/N heard the muffled yell of Carl behind the bathroom door. "She needs a place to stay! Her crazy ex boyfriend-"
She moved back a bit, not wanting to hear it. She sighed and looked at the small, dusty mirror and observed how she looked, a towel wrapped around her body, hair was wet of course. Nothing new except the bruise by her jaw. She winced as she poked it. God, why was this happening to her?
She just wanted to be loved and cared for. Now she only has a shitty past that will always come back and haunt her every once or twice in a month. But, atleast the hauntings isnt as worse as it used to be till earlier.
The door opened and Carl stood, carrying fresh clothes. She gave him a smile to show how much she appreciates him and his help. He nods before closing the door and leaving her to change.
She looked at herself in the mirror once more, the tank seemed to fit her perfectly and so did the baggy pajamas. She smiled softly and nods to herself.
She grabbed her bag that sat by the toilet and rummaged through to find her phone, she checked if she got any calls from her dad. She hates to admit, but she is kind of clingy. Nothing. None at all. But she did receive a lot of threats from Anthony saying he'll kill Carl when he sees him.
She groaned as she opened the door and there was Carl waiting for her. "How long have you been standing there?" She asked. Carl shrugged. He noticed her phone blowing up with messages as it vibrated in her hands. He was quick to grab it and Y/N tried to pry it back at first but then gave up, leaning back and running a hand to her wet hair.
Carl read the notifications and saw it was from Anthony. Nothing but threats. Specifically towards Carl. He scoffed and gave her back the phone. She just gave him a look and shakes her head. "Why are you even helping me?"
Carl sighed and looked down for a bit, "Because you need it." He said pecking her cheeks. She just sighed and leaned her head to his chest. "I don't know what to do."
