Chapter 11: New home, new family

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Ana's POV

It was quiet until Debbie piped up.

"You should really move in with us. Fiona wanted me to ask if you would like to" Debbie squealed.

"That's a good idea. Want to help me bring my things over?" I said.

"Sure I have extra room in my closet for all your cloths," Debbie smiled. We put our bags down inside next to the front door.

"I'll be right back," Debbie yelled and shut the door behind us. My mom's car was still in the driveway with the yellow boot and her bike was gone. Her boyfriend's car was gone too. Thank goodness they are not here. I thought to myself. Who knows what they would do next when they see me moving out. I didn't have much cloths so we only needed to make on trip to my house. I grabbed my sneakers, sandals and my perfumes. I put them in a box along with my makeup and jewelry. Debbie grabbed a box and my shoes. I grabbed two boxes and headed down stairs. I heard a car door shut. Shit I thought to myself and paused in my tracks.

"Debbie my moms boyfriend is here," I whisper shouted and her eyes widened. "Come on quick," I signaled Debbie to follow me to the back door. We ran out the back door and I shut it while twisting the knob so it wouldn't make a noise.

"That was close," Debbie calmed down her breathing.

"Yeah, let's get out of here," I started walking to the front yard.

"Okay he's inside now, so let's go," I whispered and we ran across the street. I rested my boxes on the flat railing and opened the door for us. I picked the back up and went inside, Debbie kicked the door shut. No one was downstairs so we walked upstairs and went into Debbie's room.

"Okay, let's put your cloths in the closet," Debbie opened the door to her huge walk-in closet. I opened my box and stacked my shirts in the top draw and everything else in their own draw. I put my shoes on the floor under the shelve next to Debbie's.

"Okay, now your perfume and what ever else can go on this dresser," Debbie walked over to her huge black dresser. We stood back, admired our things and smiled. "It's like we're sisters," Debbie squealed and hugged me. I hugged her tight. I honestly don't know what I would do without here, she is my best friend even though she can squeal like a kid sometimes. I never had a friend like her.

"I know right," I returned.

"Okay, so this bed is yours now," Debbie pointed to the pull out bed.

"Okay thanks," I smiled. We went to go see what Carl was doing. I opened the door and saw him playing GTA five on his xbox.

"Hey," I smiled and he ignored me because his focus was on his game. I sat next to him.

"Hey babe," Carl kept his eyes on the TV screen.

"Hey, seems like you're really into that game," I giggled.

"Yup I have five stars," he squealed. I knew when you get stars it means the cops were after to you. "That means the military is after me now," he smirked. I rolled my eyes and laughed. I'm not going to lie it actually is a pretty fun game to watch. I layed on my stomach, picked up the nacho cheese doritos and started eating them.

"Can I have some," Carl asked and I turned the bag to him. He didn't move and was still playing the game.

"Can you feed me I can't do it myself or else i'll die," he begged.

"Ugh fine," I put a chip in his open mouth and smiled at his cuteness.

"Guess what," I said.

"What?" Carl asked. "I moved in with you guys," I stated and carl paused his game.

"You moved in?" Carl shouted.

"Yup," I said as he jumped onto me.

"Yay now I get to see you everyday and all day," Carl squealed and hugged me tight. I smiled, let go and got back to his game. We talked and took turns playing until Fiona called us down for dinner. It smelt good, we had chicken parmesan. Fiona is a really good cook, I could get used to living here I thought.

"Did you get all your stuff?" Fiona asked.

"Yeah I just have a few sweaters and small things I can get tomorrow. Or when my mom and boyfriend aren't home," I responded. We finished eating and went up stairs to get ready for bed, we all had a big day tomorrow.

"Goodnight Debbie, goodnight Carl," I shouted as I layed in bed waiting for Carl to finish brushing his teeth. He came in, shut the lamp off and layed next to be holding me tight. I moved my head onto his chest

"Goodnight babygirl," he said. God I loved Listening to his chest vibrate from his sleepy voice.

"Goodnight," I responded and fell asleep.

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