Evasive

nine

Pat didn't come home before I left for work, so I brought my money with me. I'd saved up a lot, and I mean a lot. My large income was due to the fact that I brought my South Side talents to my aunts house.

I walked to Patsy's, Carl and Nick weren't around to give me a ride. For some reason I was nervous to present my money to Fiona. I was scared of rejection, I needed to repay her for raising me. I looked down at the envelope in my hands. All the money I've saved up for college is in my hands and I'm about to give it away. I can't do it. I cannot physically bring myself to give away my ticket to success.

I sighed and tucked the envelope away in my pocket.

I clocked in and began bussing tables. I wasn't a very good waitress so Sean made me a busboy.

"Hey Fi, how's the house situation?" I asked, still trying to bring myself to give her the money.

"Turns out I need Gus' help, so I don't think it's gonna end well. But you don't need to worry we are not leaving the South Side, just maybe leaving our street" she said sighing. I was relieved to hear that my money wouldn't even help her. She needed Gus to help her, and I doubt that will happen, which is unfortunate.

My shift was nearly over when Gus showed up. I tried not to stare as him and Fiona discussed the house issue with the notary.

My shift ended before Gus made his decision. I wanted to stick around to see what was going to happen but I didn't want Pat to be mad if I was late since he made such a big deal about me coming home after work.

I had to walk home in the dark because once again Nick and Carl didn't respond. What is up with those two?

When I got back to the house, Pat was there just like he said he'd be.

"Your money is gone" he stated.

"I know, I gave it to Fiona" I said lying. I wanted him to realize I make my own choices.

"How could she accept your money? You're just a kid! It's unethical" He said getting angry.

"Because we're basically family! And family helps one another! Not that you'd know anything about that" I mumbled the last part under my breath.

"Blair I saved your life four years ago! Why do you still hate me?" he yelled clearly hearing what I had said.

"You don't remember?" I asked.

"Remember what?"

"The day you were taken away, you were talking to Aunt Emily and you told her that I was a burden, and she shouldn't hesitate to discipline me" I said feeling tears well up in my eyes.

"Blair, honey, I didn't mean it. I know it wasn't your fault there was nothing you could've done. I was just angry that that horrible man wasn't being put away" he said pulling me into a hug as tears slid down my face.

I was still upset and pushed him away from me. You can't just take back harsh words like that. Him calling me a burden had affected every second spent with my aunt. She never showed me love, even at a crucial point in a girls upbringing when all she wants is to be loved.

"Look, it's done. You can't take it back. All we can do from here is try to move on" I said marching up the stairs to shower. I just wanted to be alone.

I turned the knob so the water was as hot as possible. My muscles were aching and I needed the hot water to relieve the pain.

As soon as I turned off the shower Pat called my name. I groaned before wrapping a towel around myself and coming downstairs.

"What? What do you want?" I asked still angry from before. Then my eyes landed on Carl, who was sitting on the couch holding his head in his hands.

"I'll go change" I said.

I changed as fast as I could, leaving my wet towel on my floor.

I ran back downstairs and sat next to Carl. I ushered for my father to leave us alone.

"Carl? Carl, what happened?" I asked trying to pry his hands away from his face.

When I finally got him to look at me I saw his tear stained face and his red eyes. I immediately wrapped my arms around him and didn't let go. He cried into my shoulder.

"It's Nick. He's gone" he cried out.

"What happened?" I asked.

Carl lifted his head away from me and looked me in the eyes.

"Arrested. For life. He killed the kid who stole his bike. It was horrible Blair, I saw the body" he said looking up, trying not to let his tears fall from his eyes.

I was speechless. Why would Nick do this?

"It's okay Carl, he made his decision. Nothing we said could've changed it" I said hugging him again.

We stayed like that for a while. I was holding my best friend in my arms and there was nothing I could do to make him feel better.

"Can I stay here tonight?" He asked. I looked to Pat for permission and he nodded.

"Of course" I said, "let's go upstairs. It's late."

Carl took his shoes, jacket, and pants off before climbing into my bed.

"Are you sure Dom's okay with this?" I asked trying to joke with him.

"I don't even care anymore" he said staring at the wall.

I sighed and climbed into my bed with him. I wrapped my arms around him and held him. I felt his tears hit my arm and I knew he was crying again. I just hugged him and didn't let go until he fell asleep. Once he was asleep I let my emotions hit me. Nick killed a boy. It was starting to set in and I felt tears prick my eyes.

I climbed out of my bed and sat by the open window and let the cool air hit my face.

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that scene was soooo sad when carl went to the house and saw nick outside 😢
i liked writing this tho i love when they do cute friendship things yeyeyyeyey

i changed the cover,, hope y'all like it :)

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