Just my roommate

2) Fresh Start

"Catherine, look at what everyones saying! They love you." Grayson exclaimed as he scrolled through the comments of the video he just uploaded. I sat down next to him to look at the feed back.
What's her @?
She's so pretty 😭😍
I miss Ethan, but she should be in more videos!
Please tell this girl to get a vine
My heart filled with joy, considering they liked me when I didn't think they would.
  "Cath, you gotta get an Instagram. And vine, twitter and snapchat?" He said, still scrolling through the comments.
  "Alright, alright. I'll be right back." I said as I got up to get my lap top. When I opened my computer I noticed an email from the Virginia county prison.
  Hello Ms. Quinn. It is known that you have connections with Patrick Quinn. He is being released after his two year sentence on December twentieth. He would need to have a place to go when he gets out, and if your estate is available he would have a one way bus ride there. Thank you for your contribution and have a great day.
           -VCP
  He's getting out. My dad is getting out of jail. Time really had flown by without him. He stole, lied, drank, and smoked. But he's my dad. And I can't let him be on the streets. I might not love or trust him anymore but he is the only blood family I have left. I would have to talk to Grayson, and he would most likely be okay with it.
  "Gray can you come here?" I ask already feeling a lump in my throat. He walked into my room and sat next to me on the bed.
  "What's up?" He asked with an undying smile on his face.
  "My dad," Grayson's face already showed an understanding expression at the mention of him. "he's getting out in two days. He needs a place to go to when he gets out, he can take a bus, but is it okay if he stays here? I know he didn't make good decisions and I said I didn't want to see him-" he cut me off with a big hug since I was already crying thinking about everything that happened with him. I let my head bury into his neck as tears continued to stream down my face.
  "He can come. He can even stay for Christmas if you want." He whispered in his comforting voice. I didn't know if I was relieved he was okay with it or upset at the fact he would be in my house.
  I pull away from him to send an email back to the prison. As I was typing Grayson's arm was around my shoulders.
  After I sent the okay I made an Instagram and vine. Grayson didn't have to help me much, but there were some updates since I had them in high school that made it confusing.
  We made vines for both of our accounts and I gained a couple hundred followers in each sites. I was happy that I was doing this, but also terrified that the hate would get to me the way it did before.
  "What's the sleeping situation gonna be when he gets here?" Grayson asked looking away from my phone screen showing vine.
  "I can sleep on the couch and he can sleep in my room." I stated simply. As long as I have my phone and earbuds I'll be fine.
  "That's ridiculous. You can sleep in my room." He began, making me raise an eyebrow. "I promise no funny business." He confirmed putting a hand on my shoulder.
  "Thank you, gray. That's really nice of you to offer." I said with a smile. Something tells me he's lying about the no funny business...
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I'm updating a chapter on time I feel so proud of myself