"Home" Dang its A Good Feeling

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Chapter 5

Jocelyn's P.O.V.

I took Roberto back to my room and sat him down on my bed. I didn't know what to say. I felt his pain because I was there to remember. Yet I couldn't move. I was paralyzed seeing how his pain got the best of him.

Roberto being the strongest in the family. The one who never showed pain. Girls could have broken his heart and he would never show. He would go to school the next day like nothing.

Now in front of stood the only guy who held me when Canelo left me. All I could do is hold him. All I could do is hug him. Just hug him until he was done.

It took him a long time to finish. But when he did he just hugged me. After a while I felt his grip loosen and slowly I heard his soft snore. Just like Canelo his snore was like a lullaby that made me sleep comfortably.

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Morning came too quickly and I felt just as tired. Quickly I got up and took my bag with me into the restroom to shower. Once I got out I dried myself and changed. Seeing how I looked just as tired as before I applied foundation and the lightest blush to not look pale

As I got out I saw Roberto sitting on the edge. Walking to him I said, " hey, how did you sleep?" He looked at me and smirked. "Like a baby. I guess I needed to let it out to sleep at peace." I smiled and sat next to him. Roberto extended him arm and hugged me. "Yea I kind of noticed..... Your snores kept me awake all night. I even had to hear complaints about our neighbors not being able to sleep" I said as I punched him gently on the shoulder. He just laughed. " come on Jojo lets go we still have a long way to Malibu"

We walked out of the room with our belongings and went to the register to return the keys. As we turned I saw everyone had come down and were walking toward the register. Mom came and hugged me. " Good morning Jojo. How did u sleep" I looked at her and smiled. " I slept like a baby mom " I lied.

We walked out of the hotel and got on the cars. Once again our caravan formed and we were on our way to Malibu. The place where I would start a new life. Where I would forget everything. Letting out a snort I knew I was wrong I couldn't forget anything it was stuck in my head forever.

Four hours later.

It took us three hours to get there and another hour to find the house. Funny how we passed it like twenty time and mom didn't say anything.

The house was amazing. Scratch that. It wasn't a house. It was mor like a villa. From the outside you could see a big balcony on the second floor. All this was tingling my insides. Mom had known how much I wanted to live in one of those. The villa was a beautiful light yellow. The window frames diverted colors from white to gray to a light orange.

The inside was even better. In the middle there was a big garden. An indoor garden filled with plants. All around the house you could see the plants hanging around making it feel like a home. A feeling that I had long gone missed. As I walked in to the middle I counted the doors thirteen doors on the top. And eight doors on the bottom.

"There are nine rooms on the top along with three bathrooms around the halls. And the last room is a library that is connected to a restroom that connects the master bedroom to the library. Then on the bottom is the kitchen the office and the dining room along with a living room and a movie/theater room then the rest room and my room" mom said as we awed every time we turned like little kids.

"I call the master room!" I yelled as I turned to face them. They all laughed till tears were falling. "No one wants to sleep near the library Jojo" laughed Alec. I turned and gave him a menacing empty glare. Instead I turned and looked around and saw home. Home. "Home" damn it was a good feeling to finally say it

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So finally right I mean yea I had not put anything in a while. Sorry I had to think of how things are gonna turn hope you liked it :)

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