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Chapter 2
"Hey Irine! I got your text are you sure you don't want to come home with us? I mean no offense to them but-"
"Jess shut up. They're better company than you. Tell Clara and Jeff that I'll be home whenever. Okay?" She looks hurt and walks away.
Van motions for me to come sit down with her. "How are you planning on living with her?"
"I dunno. So what exactly is happening at your house today?"
"Well you can't wear that. Just come straight over and I'll let you borrow something okay?"
"I understand you want me to show some skin, but this is underwear not shorts." I hold up the denim 'shorts' before her.
"Trust me I just went shopping and you will not be wearing that type of underwear anymore." She tosses me a thong and I laugh. She just points to a plastic shopping bag. "And try this tube top. Luca's gonna love you in maroon."
I roll my eyes. "Um how am I getting home by the way? Or should I just stay here?"
"You do not want to come home smelling like booze. Text saying I'm helping you catch up with work. That's the doorbell! Don't worry you look hot!"
"It's official. I'm moving to Ireland" announces Luca. "I'm gonna get something to drink you want?" I hesitate.
"Nah I'll just have some of your's" He laughs. I check my phone.
'Jessi can help you with that. I'll be there in fifteen minutes.' I check the time it was sent.
"Crap you guys! Clara's gonna be here in like 2 minutes" Everyone looks shocked. "Jess is a little rat." Van laughs.
"We'll make her pay. Don't worry."
"Hey Luca so Irish blow jobs are good?" says a guy.
"Hell yeah!" I blush.
The door slams open. "Is that alcohol young man?" Clara looks furious at Luca. I feel ready to die.
"Calm down. If parents don't mind then it doesn't matter and we're all sharing like a total of three." Van is calm.
"What is your name? I'm calling your parents to let them know"
"Sorry but we're not telling you. Bye old lady." Everyone laughs after a girl says that. I shamefully follow Clara out the door.
"Jeff they were drinking! It's her first day what will people think?" Clara and Jeff are whispering, but I can hear them.
"Clare she's my sister's daughter! You don't know what she's going through."
"Her father offered to take her in. He's been through treatment."
"How can you even think that? You want to send our neice to the man who beat her mother, my sister, and her?"
"Honestly your sister was crazy we don't know what was true that she said."
"Clara if you love me, you'll never say that again. I trust what she said and I always will."
"Fine but you don't know how rude she was to me. Jessica said she was bullying her and siding with those girls."
I cry as I open my computer and start out an email.
Dear Dad,
They don't want me here at all...
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