Where Dreams Come True (On Hold)

Chapter 1: You're Hiding Something

7.8.15

Hey, y'all! This is the first chapter, and it's quite long, though I don't think other chapters will be as long. I decided not to split this into two chapters because I thought I'd use it to see if I should continue. Disney stuff doesn't start right away, so sorry bout that. Also, I didn't expect this much drama so quickly, but I can't help what those boys do. 

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I put my last book on my shelf and turn around putting my hands on my hips to look at my new room. I finally have everything put away, and I couldn't be more relieved.

We did it. Finally. It took a while—and getting together took even longer—but it doesn't matter now. We're together now. That's really all that matters.

I now live under the same roof as all my boys, and it feels great. I'm practically giddy. No, scratch that, I am completely giddy. We're not separated and they all come home to me, and me to them. I never have to lay in bed at night wondering if one of the less desirable parents made an appearance at their son's house. No more abusive parents to worry about. I'll always know that, for the most part, they're all safe.

At first, Uncle and Erica were concerned about us all moving in together so quickly (though not all that quickly, it'd been 3 years before we decided it was time), but after some long discussions (mostly us telling them we're adults and can make our own decisions and mistakes, though their concern was appreciated) and promises to check in regularly, they finally relented. Not that they could argue much, considering we're all over eighteen. They've been around us long enough and realize how strong our bond is. And they don't live all that far away. Their support has been amazing and I wouldn't have anyone else as honorary parents.

Plus, they trust us.

Trust your family. Words every one of us live by. And so much so, that I got a wall hanging with those words printed on it. I also have one saying "Family is a choice," and I want to see if Silas would be willing to make me the last one I want: "Family First." All of these things took me far too long to understand, but now they are so important to me because I get it now. These boys are my family, as are Erica, Uncle, and Jessica. And I wouldn't have it any other way; I don't think I could ever be happier. As long as long as they want me, I'm here.

I feel arms wrap around me from behind, and I lean into their chest, laying my hands on their forearms, inhaling the spring soap. I sigh contentedly.

"You look like you're thinking deeply about something, sweetheart," he murmurs in my ear.

"Just thinking about how happy I am," I respond, leaning my head back onto his shoulder.

"Happy?"

I nod. "Mmhmm. Happy we don't have to worry about that awful school, or any of its less than desirable inhabitants. Happy we don't have to worry about crazy stalkers with ill-conceived agendas." I smile. "Happy to be with you all. That's really it. Just...happy."

I feel him smile into my hair. "Mmm. Yes. And we are happy to have you, as well." He let out a little chuckle. "To be honest, all that other stuff, which ended a couple years ago, mind you," he teases, "never really hindered our happiness, wouldn't you agree?"

He's right, as always. "Yes, but it was a pain in our behinds."

"You're right. But it's behind us now, and we can look forward," he squeezes his arms tighter around my waist, "forward to family. This family."

I turn in his arms to face him. I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing his face down to mine and give him a soft kiss. I pull away slightly, meeting his steel eyes, "Yes, this family. Our family."