Okay quick note. Basically I'm awful at remembering the things that I've already wrote. Sooooooo let me clear things up. Nate was a senior when Ellie was a freshman. That makes him in his third year of college now. So let's just say he's home for the summer and he's going back to college soon. And he's majoring in graphic design. Hope that clears things up. And without further ado, here's the LONG chapter...
I stand quietly behind Nate as my mom explains our situation to Mrs. Copeland.
"I am so so so sorry. That must be awful. Come in. Of course you can stay here. We have two guest rooms and a couch in the basement. Do you need anything?"
She says ushering us inside.
I kind of zone out after that so I don't here moms response. I sit down at their table and remain quiet until I see Timothy walk through the doorway.
"Hey. What are you guys doing here?"
He says walking over to me with a confused face.
Mrs. Copeland explains our situation to him, for which I am very grateful. I don't think I could even if I tried.
He looks very shocked after hearing the news.
"Oh my gosh. That's awful. I'm so sorry."
He sits down beside me and looks me in the eyes. I slightly smile back at him trying to silently tell him I'm okay. He doesn't buy it. Nobody ever does.
"Talk later?"
He mouths.
I nod in agreement already dreading having a conversation about it. Maybe I can find a way to skip out.
The rest of the evening goes by in a blur. Somewhere in between our entrance and now Mrs. Copeland gave us dinner. I can't remember what is was because I didn't eat much of it. She showed us to the showers and gave us all a set of clothes for pajamas. The gray t-shirt I'm wearing is too big and covers the short, black athletic shorts I was wearing earlier today. My wet hair is tied into a messy bun and sits on the top of my head.
It was decided that my mom and I would each take a guest room and Nate would take the basement couch. I offered to take it, because I don't think I'll be able to sleep no matter where I am, but Nate insisted on having it claiming it wouldn't bother him.
It's now 10:00 pm. We arrived at 4:00. It seems like I've been here for thirty minutes. I don't remember much I've been in a daze practically the whole time. Maybe I'm dreaming. Our house never burned down. Nobody burned it down on purpose. I must have fallen asleep on my break. Yes that's it. When I wake up this will all be a bad dream and then I can get on with my life. The life that seems perfectly normal. A life with a house that's still in tact, where I now work at a bakery, where I have no problems, no worries, no sadness.
I roll over onto my left side and grab my phone that just buzzed.
T- you still awake?
E- nope. I'm asleep.
T- very funny. We never talked earlier. You took a shower and went straight to your room. What's up?
E- the sky
T- Ell. Be real
E- I am real. And the sky is up
T- what's going on with you?
E- nothing! I swear! Everyone keeps asking me that
T- you're not acting like your normal self. We're asking because we love and care about you.
E- nothing. Is. Wrong.
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What If?
Teen Fiction-Discontinued- Ellie has been homeschooled all her life, but with the recent loss of her dads job she has to go to public school. But what happens when her parents start fighting more and more, when she sees her crush with another girl, will she be...
