Chapter 3: Home Sweet... Home?

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When we got back i stepped outta the car as i saw all the luggage in the driveway. "Home sweet, non torchering home" I said about to walk into the house.

"No, we just came here to get my luggage. Ellie we're moving to London, away from Aunt Jenny and Uncle Earl, cmon we have to leave quickly before they track us down" He said stacking the luggage in his car.

My jaw dropped and my toes felt numb. "So," I couldnt say anything, their was nothing to be said, i was speechless.

He opened the passangers seat for me as i hopped in. He got into the drivers seat as i sat there. Not knowing what to do next. What do i say? What do i do? Should i stay? Should i listen to Patrick? I went with my instinct, go with Patrick. But it just felt wrong. The more we drived the more i regretted it. Wen we got there my stomach dropped and my throut dried. "I-Its beautiful" I weakly smiled as i said it.

It really was pretty but i miss California. I miss our old house, the only thing i dont miss is Jenny and Earl. The gaurdians that beat us that whacked us that killed the only soal we had left. "We're almost 'home'" Patrick said taking a turn.

"Mkay," I said lowly.

He glanced over at me then back at the road. "Whats wrong?" He asked looking back and foarth.

"Nothing" I said putting my legs up on the dashboard.

We turned a corner and started driving slower. He pulled into a huge driveway next to one of the biggest houses ive seen in my life. "Holy crap!!! And we're living here?!" I screamed getting out and looking around in astonishment.

"Yup," Patrick said nodding his head.

I jumped around running into the house. Lucy was sitting on a couch on a phone, which im guessing was hers. "Lucy!" I yelled as she ran into my arms.

I picked her up off the ground as i felt tears run down my shirt. "Shh its okay," I cued rubbing her back.

"I thought you would die Ellie, i missed you so much" She sobbed as i let her go.

"I would never give away my life knowing that you had no one to care for you" I said glancing over at a smiling Patrick. "You know that right?"

A slight nod of her head made me smile as i knelt down next to her. The time it said on her phone was '11:24'. "Why dont you go get some rest," I said helping her up the stairs.

I pased by a table with a tissue box on it. I handed her 3 tissues as she led me to her room. "This is my room" She sniffled as i looked around.

It was a normal teenagers room with some band on the walls with a ridiculous name 'One Direction' but they must have became famous when i was locked up in that hell hole. "Wow, this is awesome Lucy! Your brother really spoiled you when i was gone huh," I chuckled still a bit shocked at how amazing this place was.

"Well yeah, i guess he did it so i wouldnt be so sad, with you, and mom and dad, and Kailey" Her voice lowered when she said the name 'Kailey'.

"Theres nothing to be upset about Lucy, i understand. Besides things happen for a reason. Wouldnt you rather have her die quick and easy, than slow and painful?" I asked looking her straight in the eye.

"She left to early!" Lucy sobbed running into my arms.

"I know, shh i know," I said calmly as a tear streaked down my face.

Her sobs stopped after a few minutes till she was to a low silent cry. "Lucy ill sleep in here tonight with you and it will all be okay. Alright, shh, im here" My voice came down to a wisper as more tears flowed down my face.

Her head nodded and he blonde soft hair flipped with it. Our parents were both blonde so our whole family got TOTALLY blonde hair. I kissed her forehead as she slouched over to her bed. "Ill be in in a minute, did you guys pack any of my clothes?" I asked looking over at her.

Her head nodded once again as i fake smiled and left.

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