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"WELCOME TO THE OUTER BANKS, CLEO," POPE ANNOUNCED. They had just docked, and Sarah had already taken off to find John B. Bree honestly wanted to kiss the ground because she was so glad to be back home, despite the fact that she literally had no home. Cleo had also never stepped foot in the Outer Banks, which was kind of odd to think about considering how much she had gone through with them.
They were currently discussing the girl's current status of living because she had nowhere to go. Bree also wanted to point out that she literally had nothing and no one waiting for her, but that seemed to be a bit extra at the moment. Cleo sighed, "You're crazy, Pope. Your parents are not going to appreciate me shacking up."
"Of course they will. Are you kidding?" the boy responded, shaking his head. It was very possible that his father would kick her out on the street. Then again, it was very possible that he would let her stay. It really just depending on his mood. "Heyward might put you to work, but we could always use the help."
"I don't know, man. You sure?" she questioned. She would obviously be happy to work and pull her weight. She would honestly sleep outside if that was needed. She just needed a home base and to be near one of them at all times.
He nodded, assuring her that she would not be left out without a home. "Yeah, look, he might squawk a little bit, but let me talk to him. We'll figure it out."
"This is me. Home sweet home," Kie breathed out once they reached her house. They had all agreed to walk her home before going their separate ways, and they were standing in front of her steps. She did not seem very excited to be back because she had to face the wrath of her parents. Bree thought about it for a moment, and if her mother — her cold, unloving mother — was home and waiting for her, she would consider herself extremely lucky because now, she had nothing.
"Damn, Kiara. You live here?" Cleo exclaimed, looking the house up and down in shock. She had thought that they were all poor, but the Carrera house was stunning. "This is like the White House, man."
Bree raised her eyebrows at the girl that was beginning to walk up the steps. "How bad you think it's gonna be?" No matter the answer, Kie should be glad to be home. She had parents who loved her, which was more than some of them could ask for.
