"Bianca!" My mum called to me from downstairs. I don't know why I hadn't moved out yet. I was nineteen. I just knew she was going to shout at me again. "Get your ass downstairs now!"

"What did I do now!?" I called back as I ran down the stairs.

"You can't do the simplest job, huh? We asked you to make your sister dinner, but you just order? You couldn't make her macaroni or something?"

"No, you told me to feed her. Never did you mention cooking."

"I can't do this anymore Bianca! I ask you to do the simplest things! I do! Nothing is too much. You disobey the rules, which are easy. Tell us where you're going, do your share, and don't bring too many people back with you. Three rules and you constantly break them. I want you out. I can't handle this anymore. I've tried, I really have."

"Really? When should I be gone then? Right now? I can go now. I don't want to be here anymore."

"Then go. Find a place to stay. Tonight."

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I sent a text to my older sister, Bethany.

Bi: I need a place to stay. Mum's kicking me out.

Be: I can't take anymore people. I already have a small enough housewith just two people living in it.

Bi: do you know anyone who could take me? I really don't want to ask John.

Be: ask him first, if he says no, I'll ask my boyfriend if you can stay there until you get your own place.

Bi: but Beth! I seriously don't want to move in with my boyfriend.

Be: well, why not? John's a very nice guy and I think it's important to take this step in your relationship.

I didn't want to "take this important step" in my relationship. He didn't really want me for the relationship... he wanted me because I had been called "hot" by many others. He wanted me, I agreed to date him. It was great for a while, but then he wanted sex, and I refused and tried to leave, but he wouldn't let me. He's become pretty abusive, so that's why I was so hesitant to move in with him.

Bi: fine... I guess...

I went up to my room and sat on my large bed. I started to pack up all my things and then text John asking him I'd I could stay with him. I packed away some of my clothes in a large suit case, planning to get the rest of my stuff after a few days. Finally, John text me back.

J: I don't have any room. Steven just moved in.

Bi: so, I can't stay in your room? Is Steven sharing your bed with you?

J: no but I don't have any room here. Find somewhere else.

I started to ignore the rest of what he said. I called and told my sister that he said no.

"Let me ask Phil. The only problem is that he has a room mate. But I don't think he'd mind you staying on his couch."

"I really hope he doesn't. I don't care where I sleep, I just need a place to stay until I can get my own place. I'm going to drive over to your place. Call him and ask and I'll be there soon."

I went downstairs with my bag and saw my younger sister sitting in the living room. "So, you're leaving?" She asked.

"Yeah..."

"So... uhhh... can I have your room?"

"Not right now... all my stuff is still in there... so much sentimentality coming from you right now, baby sister."

"It was just a question."

"Whatever. I'm going. I'll see you later." I walked out the door, going out to my car. I threw my suitcase in the trunk and got in the driver's seat. I sped off down the road. My sister's house wasn't too far away. It only took me five minutes to get there, even with the heavy traffic in London.

I pulled up to my sister's small house. She had a very high paying job, so she got a house instead of an apartment. I walked up and knocked on the door, which opened instantly. It wasn't my sister who opened it though, it was her roommate, Kacey. Kacey hated me, and I don't know why. She worked with Bethany and was my age, but she just didn't like me.

"Oh... hi, Bianca, what are you doing here?"

"Bethany is asking her boyfriend if I can stay with him for a while, so I came here to see her."

"I don't think you want to be staying with Phil. He's roommates with my boyfriend, Dan."

"It's not like I want to steal your boyfriend. I just need a place to stay. Why, are you afraid he'll leave you for me?"

"That's the least of my concern. Just... get in here... go sit on the couch. Bethany will be down in a second." I did as she said, feeling her glare at me as I sat on the sofa.

"Bianca!" My sister shouted as she entered the room. "Okay, so Phil said it was cool. I'm going over with you for the night. Kace, I'll see you at work in the morning."

"Really? I'm here alone?"

"Unless you and Dan were planning on hanging out."

"No, he said he was busy tonight."

"Okay, then, I'll see you in the morning." She said as she took her bag out the front door. I stood up and followed quickly.

She was climbing into the driver's side, but I figured that was for the best, considering she knew where Phil lived.

"Okay, so pretty much the rules are not to disturb them when they are filming."

"Filming?"

"They make YouTube videos. That's the only rule really. Follow that and they shouldn't mind your presence."

"So, they talk to a camera? For a living?"

"Yes. It takes some getting used to, but it just becomes normal after a while."

"All right... I suppose..."