It's a Love Story ~carl grimes book~

Chapter 5

"Y/n?! Are you okay? Oh, my God. I'm so sorry" he said leaning down and hugging you tightly

"No, no. I'm fine" you said hugging back. 

"What did he do to you?" he said looking you over for bruises "Dad what the hell did you do to her?" he said looking back at the man.

      You entered a daze when he said the word 'dad'. "Dad?" you thought 

"Dad?" you asked aloud, speaking your thoughts. You looked at Deanna and said "I can't stay here" 

     You walked into the kitchen and found Jessie standing there crying.

"Honey, I'm so sorry. I should've helped you... I- I was upstairs comforting Sam but I should have been down here to protect you. I'm so sor-" she said

"Jessie, it's fine. Really it's okay. This isn't the first time something like this has happened. It's honestly fine." you cute her off, and hugged her

"We need to get your stuff packed up so you can stay with someone else. Go get the clothes out of your closet and dresser, and the hangers. Organize them on your bed  and I'll pick up some boxes later" she said rubbing your arms

"Are you  sure? None of that was mine I- I don't want to take anything that wasn't mine-"

"No, I found all that around for you, because I found out you were staying with me, and before all... this, I wanted a daughter so bad, and you were finally gonna be that for me, but Pete... he uh.. he always finds a way to screw everything I want up." she said

"Oh, Jessie, I'm sorry" you said "You deserve so much better" you said as she cried into your neck. Once you pulled away, you looked her in the eyes and wiped her tears away. 

"Thank you so much for taking me in, even if it was only for a few hours" you both giggled

     You walked upstairs into your room but left the door open, just incase Pete were to come upstairs. You began taking everything out of the closet and laying them in separate piles of long sleeve, short sleeve, sweatshirts, and dresses. Then, you took everything out of you dresser and began sorting it as Ron came in your room

"Need help?" he asked picking up a pair of shorts

"Uh... sure. Shorts go here, jeans here, and anything else here" you said pointing to each pile

"Got it." he said giggling

    

                                                                                  ~Ron's pov~

"Got it." I said chuckling "Hey... I'm um, I'm really sorry about my dad"  I added

"It's alright" she said

"No, it's not. This is only your first day out of the infirmary and it already sucks ass and it's my fault" I said

"Hey" she said putting her hand on my arm. When she did that, something felt... different. I felt sparks. Even if it sounds cheesy, it was like a cheesy romance movie "It's not your fault"

"But, I was upstairs and I wasn't listening to anything and I could've helped and I-" 

"Ron!" she cut me off "It's not your fault. If you could've helped you would've. Don't beat yourself up about it. I'm fine, you're fine. We're both fine" she said

"I still feel bad about it, y/n" I said "I'm sorry you have to move out this soon" I added

"Don't worry about it, we'll still see each other around" she said

                                                                                    ~y/n's pov~

"Don't worry about it, we'll still see each other around" I said

"Y/n" I heard Jessie say standing in the doorway

"Hm?" you hummed looking over at her

"I grabbed you some boxes. Ron, help her carry these to Carol's, will you?" she asked. Ron nodded

"Carol?" I asked

"Yes. She's downstairs if you'd like to come meet her. She said she has an extra room and is willing to bring you in." she said

"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute" I said

"Okay, sweetie" Jessie said handing Ron the boxes

     You and Ron began putting your things into the boxes

"Hey take those off the hangers and put the hangers in a separate box" you said. He just smirked at you and continued to take the shirts off the hanger.

"I'm gonna go downstairs and meet Carol. Can you do this for me?" you asked standing at the doorway

"Mhm" he hummed, not even looking at you

"Thank  youuu" you said walking away

     When you got downstairs, you saw an older looking women talking to Jessie

"Great" you thought "A grandma"

"Well, you must be y/n" she said walking over to you 

"Yep, you're Carol?" you asked

"In the flesh she said reaching her hand out. You shook it kindly

"Ron is finishing my packing, then I'll be ready to go" you said

"Perfect" she said "Can he help us carry it over?" she asked 

"I sure can" you heard Ron say from behind you. You looked back to see him with two of your boxes in his hands

"Oh, Ron. Let me help you" you said walking over to him

"No, no. I got it" he said smiling, walking towards the door

"Rooonnnn" you huffed

"Go get the other boxes y/n" he said chuckling, walking out the door with Carol.

     You walked into your well... the room, you only saw two more small boxes, so you grabbed them and headed down the stairs. 

"Jessie? Could you show me to Carol's house?" you asked

"Of course" she said taking one of your boxes, walking you out the door.

                                                                 ~skip to where you get to Carol's~

      You walked in and smelled fresh baked goods, which is something you never thought you'd smell again. You stood there and enjoyed  the scent for a second, then continued to walk into the house fully.

"Come with me" Carol said "I'll show you to your room upstairs" she added, walking away from you, leading you to your new room.

      When you walked in, it looked very similar to the room you had at Jessie's. Except, the desk was a different color and had pens, markers, post it notes, and a little bit of makeup on it, along with a mirror.

"Here you are" she said "Home sweet home, my darling" she added