Morningstar

Chapter 8: Pervert

It went worse than I expected.

Don't cry Bella.

Mom continued tossing all my things into the two suitcases while screaming that she couldn't believe me.

Dad wouldn't talk to me, he just said he wanted me out of his house.

I've stood here for the last thirty minutes watching my mom run around tossing all my things into the suitcases.

They said this was the last rumor they'll ever have to deal with.

Mom walked out my room with my things and began tossing them down the stairs, "Go, get out." She said pointing to the door.

I felt my heart race, "But-Where will I live?" I asked her thinking logically. I suppose a hotel could work. I've got my money from the coffee shop.

Mom shouted again for me to leave and I nodded, taking a step down the stairs.

The door opened and I looked down to see Mr. Coleson, "What is all this ruckus? The entire street can hear you!" He said to mom.

She was in tears, furious, "Bella just needs to learn how harsh the world is. How lucky she is to have such amazing and loving parents!" She said crossing her arms over her chest, "Get out Bella. Out." She said again.

I get it.

Grabbing the two suitcases, I moved past Mr. Coleson while he told mom "Shame on you" and that I was her daughter and she should be grateful I was alive.

I headed out the house and to the street.

"Bella."

I turned and looked back at Mr. Coleson feeling completely embarrassed. This isn't who I ever wanted him to see me as. The rumor reached the adults quick and I was labeled a whore.

Again. At least this time I wasn't a pregnant whore.

Mom was sick and tired of it.

"I know you have no place, come." He said gesturing for me to follow him as he went to his home.

I shook my head, "No, I can't. I would never intrude." I said while he turned around and looked hurt, "You're like a daughter to me Bella. To Hell with the community, the neighbors, the church. You're a good girl and I know that. Come inside. You can sleep in April's old room." He said going to the door.

April, his daughter, Damiens mom.

Shit. Damien.

I followed Mr. Coleson inside, feeling super tired and I figured I could find a place to stay tomorrow.

Going inside, the house was super quiet and I looked to Mr. Coleson who gestured to the stairs, "I can't make it up there anymore. I'd call for Damien but he's getting us dinner." He said laughing a bit.

I smiled, "That's okay, thank you Mr. Coleson. It means a lot to me, really." I said watching him wave it off, "Go unpack. Stay as long as you need." He said turning and going down the hall.

Going upstairs, I carried my suitcases and went to the room with a butterfly on it and opened the door, going inside.

I shut the door behind me and realized it was cleaned out from April. Only a few photos of her, but the room didn't have her trophies, her things. They're all gone.

Placing my suitcases on the floor by the dresser, I sat on the bed and sighed, rubbing my migraine out.

This is the longest day of my life.

Staring down at Justin's ring, I pulled it off and tossed it across the room hard before standing and grabbing my phone out.

Hovering over her name, I pondered it, then I pressed dial.

It rang three times before it was picked up,

"Bella?" She asked.

A smile broke over my face, "Hey Cleo. I'm-uh Im sorry for calling so late. I was wondering if you'd-can we talk tomorrow?" I asked forcing it out.

Silence took over, "Absolutely. It's good to see your name on my phone again." She was talking soft, comforting.

I shut my eyes, "Thanks. Tell Nathan he can come too. I'll bring my bike." I said laughing and hearing her laugh on the other line.

As we exchanged good nights, I heard the knock on my door.

Well that can't be Mr. Coleson.

Going to the door, I pulled it open and saw Damien holding out a plate with three big slices of pizza, "It's not homemade but it's food." He said staring down at me.

Right.

Taking the plate, I gave him a small smile, "Thanks. I'm sorry for intruding, I just had no where to stay. I'll be gone tomorrow I promise." I said nervously.

Damien stared at the burn over my face and then down at my pizza, "You're not a bother. Sweet dreams Bella." He said before going down the hall.

Cerberus was still sitting by the door wagging his tail and staring at me happily. "Well hello there Cerbs. You're so handsome." I said petting his head and then opening my door more.

He ran in laying by the chair while I sat in the chair eating my pizza pondering what I'll do now.

I can't stay working at the coffee shop and live on my own, I don't make enough.

Holding the crust out to him, he took it and ate it happily.

I always wanted a dog but mom is this complete...psychopathic clean freak...and hates pets.

Getting up, I put the plate down on the desk and grabbed out pajamas going to the bathroom. Cerberus followed behind and I went to shut the door but a hand stopped me, "You don't want him in there." He said giving Cerberus a warning look.

Laughing a bit, I looked to Cerberus, "He's fine, I'm just going to shower." I said shrugging while Damien laughed dryly, "Trust me." He pointed out to the hall and Cerberus slowly left the bathroom.

Damien sighed, "Towels are in the bottom drawer, new toothbrush in that first drawer. Feel free to use whatever shampoo and body wash are in there." He said before shutting the door behind him.

I could hear him calling Cerberus a pervert and I couldn't help but laugh about that.

After showering and brushing my teeth I dried up and pulled on my pajamas stepping out the bathroom.

"No, you're not sleeping in her bed." Damien muttered walking out his room with Cerberus following behind.

It's kind of sweet that he talks to Cerbs like he's a real person.

I laughed softly and leaned a shoulder into the wall, "He's more than welcome to sleep with me." I smiled down at Cerbs who ran to my room.

Damien glared toward the bedroom and then stared at me, "You just invited a demon into your bed. I hope you know what you've done." He said sighing and joking.

Mr. Coleson called for Damien and I watched him call back that he was coming before he stared at my bedroom door then looked my body over in a glance.

Wow, so forward, he didn't even try to pretend he wasn't looking.

He headed down the stairs and I walked to my room shutting the door and seeing Cerberus laying in the middle of the bed, "He's kind of cute when he's funny." I said to him while smirking.

Cerbs made a sound and I shut the light off, laying in the bed, "Goodnight hellhound." I joked while he curled under the blankets and snuggled up to me.

I've got a lot to face tomorrow, I'm not even sure how work is going to be.

I hope I'm not fired.