*'New Family Troubles' my new story! Hope you guys will enjoy it as much as I do:)*
*Most of the time it will be Imogen's POV, sometimes Third Person.*

*Enjoy!*

Chapter 1: Is This Real?

**Imogen's Point of View:**

Imogen's house:

"But Dad! I wanne stay here with you! I don't want to live with Natalie! How can you even say that!" I yelled angry and emotional.

I stood in the middle of the living room with my emotions running wild through my body. My dad was sitting on the couch, but he wasn't really himself anymore because of his early dementia. There was nothing anyone could do for him, except be there for him. And I always try my hardest to be there for him. But even trying my best to take care of my dad alone wasn't enough most of the time, with me often stuck at school. So that's when my dad and I decided to hire a fulltime real caretaker for him. Her name is Emma, and she sat on a chair at the table. She's nearly every day with us.

I wouldn't say she's a substitute mom for me, but she's very kind and she and I get along well together. Certainly better than me and Natalie.

Also I'm not stupid, I clearly notice that with every passing day my dad forgets more and more things. But I think I'm just to ignorance to believe it, or want to believe it. Even though last week he even forgot my name, his own daughters name.

"Good morning" he said to me, but then nothing more came out his mouth. I saw him searching for my name, but in vain. He had a really bad day.

However I had never expect or thought even one second about how I've to move out my dad's place and actually live with Natalie. Never guessed it would ever come this far.

Every now and then I had to go to my mother's place. It was against my will, I absolutely hated it there. Natalie left me when I was just eight years old. That so-called mother of mine has started a perfect new family. She HAD already a new husband a year after she left me and dad alone. That guy is called Stefan and they even got two new kids together.

Although these two kids were sort of relative to me, as in brother and sister. It never felt like true family, it was just different. Just because they have the same mother as me doesn't directly mean they're family.

There is one girl, 7 years old and named May.

The other one is a boy, 5 years of age and named Thomas.

I saw them a few times a year, only when I really had to and ran out of all possible excuses. I couldn't pretend sick for my whole life, and my bike isn't broken for years. And homework should be finished after so many excuses I needed to stay home for school.

Also Stefan had his own son from a previous marriage. Natalie told me his name was Mike and he was 20 years old. I honestly have never seen him before, even though he still lived at home. I don't know how he looks like or is in person. But I'll probably know him soon enough now I actually have to live with Natalie.

"Princess I'm sorry I can't take care of you anymore." My dad said and looked at me and I saw lostness in his eyes.

"No dad don't say that, you're doing a great job!" I exclaimed. I crouched in front of him, so we were on the same height and I stared at him.

"Imogen... I... I..." He was trying to say something but it wasn't coming out and he looked down at his lap.

"What is it dad? Please talk to me!" I said and rubbed over his upper arm.

"Please dad..." I suddenly felt my eyes accumulation tears and they quickly started to block my vision. I rubbed with my hand in my eyes, trying to hide the fact that I'm crying. But it didn't matter, the build-up emotions were too much.

Then Emma stepped in and help my dad out.

"Imogen I think your dad is trying to say that it's all too much for you. It's better and less stress for you to live with you mother." She said. I turned around facing her but I didn't believe her, like at all.

"No my dad promised me he'll do anything he can to take care of me. He promised to always look after me when Natalie left!" I yelled at her.

I remembered how I just turned eight year's old when Natalie left. My dad kept saying she has to work fulltime in a hospital in a faraway city. And therefore left me and him alone. But I knew better at that age. I heard the fighting and yelling much too often in the evening when I lay crying in bed.

"And beside how do you know it's better for me to live with Natalie?" I questioned her with a serious face.

Suddenly I sensed Emma's hand on my shoulder and she guided me in the kitchen.

When we entered the kitchen I sat down on a crutch at the kitchen table. I sighed deeply and whipped some tears away. Then I slammed my elbows down on the counter and fidget with my locks of hair, which hang down in my quirky hairstyle.

"Imogen please listen to reason. Soon your dad won't be able to remember or recognize you. Of course you can always visit him but it's better if you let me in full care."

I was shocked. How can anybody even say that a father won't be able to recognize his own daughter. That's like telling someone your child has died and is gone forever.

"How can you say that! You're lying!" I yelled and more tears roll down over my cheeks.

"He most likely doesn't even know who you are! You're just a stranger for him. Maybe you should live with my mother and her perfect family!" I yelled again shocked of the choice of my words.

I saw Emma sighing and calming her frustration down. It also wasn't an easy task for her.

"Imogen you've to understand that this is my job to take care of people. And not yours. And right now you're taking care of your dad, instead of the other way around. That isn't right at your age. You should live your life, be busy with school and friends and not locked to your dad." She explained to me. And I sort of slowly started to believed her.

"I do understand but I just want to help. And I also do all the normal things people at my age. I'm doing reasonably well and school, got friends and even have a girlfriend. You've seen and met Fiona right? The sweetest girl you'll ever know and I love her." I sighed and just saying Fiona's name calmed me down a bit. With a few deep breaths I managed to think clear again. I whipped my tears away and sniffed my nose real quick.

"Sorry I yelled so much Emma, it's all just going to fast right now. And I know it isn't your fold either." I sighed again as slowly the whole picture began to form in my mind. How I've to start all over at Natalie's and leave my dad in the care of Emma.

"I know it's a hard thing to do but you'll get through it. I've already called Natalie and your new room and everything will be ready by next week."

I nodded at her and gave a weak smile.

"Thanks that means a lot. I think I'm gonna inform dad that I'm leaving next week." I said leisurely as she nodded back at me.

"That's the right thing to do." She answered.

I took a large breath and slowly walked to the living room. My dad was still sitting in the couch waiting television. It looks like he already forget the argument which is going on just minutes ago. I sat beside him and looked at my lap whilst nervously playing with my fingers.

"Dad, I've to tell you something important so listen carefully."

"I'm all ear Imogen." He smiled at me.

I knew he was a good listener, but now everything you told him got lost in his head. I took a quick breath and continued.

"I've decided your right…. And that I'm moving out next week. I'm going to live with Natalie." I exhaled. Shock this sentence actually came out my mouth. I never thought about it and now on this Sunday evening I just spook it out loud.

Suddenly my dad started laughing which worried me.

"Oh Imogen don't fool your father like that. Natalie is your mother and is living here, she's just working late this night. You know you can just tell me if you want to have a sleepover by your girlfriend Fiona, that's okay." He said smiling.

I knew he didn't understand my question, and I also knew it's better to leave that way. Correcting really upset him. However I was kind of surprised he remembered my girlfriend, although sometimes when Fiona is with me he likes to call her my other-girl-half. He has seen Fiona only a hand full of times, but I think he remembered how happy I am when she is around and how well we fit each other's differences.

"Sorry I wasn't direct to you dad. You always agree if I ask for a sleepover at Fiona's place." I sighed at gave him a quick peck on his cheek. I walked to the kitchen and found Emma busy chopping some fruit and she directly noticed it didn't work.

"Apparently I've arranged a sleepover by Fiona. I told him he was right and that I indeed should move out next week to live with Natalie, just as he suggested. But even that he had forgotten about and thought Natalie still lived here. And then he somehow thought I was talking about a sleepover." I sighed and sat at the kitchen crutch. Emma handed me some apple bits and I stuffed one in my mouth.

"Don't worry about that Imogen I'll keep telling him you move out of here. You better get some rest and clear your head."

I nodded with a small grin on my face.

"Thank you, good night."

"Good night Imogen."

Then I took a detour to the living room to kiss my dad good night and went upstairs.

Inside my room I instantly plopped myself down on bed and grabbed my phone. I needed to clear my head and heart over this to Fiona. If I ever have intentions to sleep tonight, it can only be with Fiona's voice.

Every sleepover Fiona and I had together made me just feel in totally peace. We would snuggle up into each other. And with a soft goodnight kiss from her lovely lips on mine, always made me drowsy. I felt at home by Fiona.

Other times we would deliberately go to bed early, so we could play a little game. A little game we both really loved and enjoyed every single time, and best of all it never grew old or boring. Rather the opposite. Each time we did it, we gradually explored more of each other and I learned and found my sweeties weak and sensitive spots. And she did the same with me, searching and examine me till the small hours. Although it was a little game, it always lasted longer than we attended it to be. But it was certainly worth it every time.

And sometimes we would lie together under Fiona's soft and comfy bed sheets. And then we would just chat for many hours. About literally everything that came to mind. There were no boundaries. Fiona and I told each other everything.

I pressed call on Fiona's name and I didn't have to wait soon before she picked up my phone call.

"Hey! Good evening my lady." She seductively said to me and that weird lovely stomach feeling instantly took over my body.

"Oh that's a nice greeting! But Fions I've sooo- much to tell you what happened at my place today. Do you've time for my whole story? And do you lie in bed, because it's a long story you might fall asleep" I questioned.

"Of course I've always time for you, must be really important. And yes I lie comfy on bed."

"Yes it is. It's going to change my life... I'm just scared because I don't know how things will turn out." I sighed.

"It's okay sweetie. Don't worry about all the hard changes. I'm always here for you when you need me, our love is one thing that will never change. And remember that you can tell me anything, anytime and anywhere. I'm all ears for you."

It's so great Fiona was always willing and ready to listen to me. And I was all ear for her too when she needed it. Suddenly I heard her yelling which made me giggle.

"Drew! I pass my dishes turn! You must do it!"

"What!... Why?!" I heard some yelling from far away.

"I need to talk to Immy! She needs to clear her head by me!"

Heeey now Drew knows it too, but whatever I still giggled at the little fight which was going on at Fiona's.

"You're always talking to Imogen!" I heard Drew saying.

"Drew come on do it please, for me and Immy. I'll do the dishes the next two days, I promise!" Fiona yelled.

"But the game is about to start..."

"Please…" I heard Fiona say on her most innocent voice she could.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it really quickly than. But you owe me one Fiona!"

"Sure whatever! Thanks!"

Fiona now noticed I was giggling the whole time.

"Huuuuewww boys! Yeah you can laugh. It's better if you never start living with them." Fiona sighed.

"Oh Fions you just made me feel a lot better. And that's why I'm with you sweetie." I said still giggling a bit.

"Well thanks you liked that little argument, I guess... But before I interrupted you again what happened this evening at your place?" She asked wondering.

I took a deep breath and told Fiona everything that happened earlier this evening. From the beginning to the end and with all the important details that came with it of course.

It was a long, very long phone call. Sometimes both of us were laughing. But the majority of the call I was sobbing. My tears kept on coming and continued to fall, I just let it all out. Telling Fiona how scared and worried I was to live with a whole new family. Worried I wouldn't get accepted for who I am, scared that I eventually won't fit in, totally terrified that things will change and of course really afraid for my dad's health and his early dementia.

Eventually after a few hours on the phone with my girlfriend, all the emotions we shared suddenly made me drowsy and quickly sleep took over me. I just fell deep asleep in one second.

*Hope everyone liked the start of this story, more updates will definitely be coming!*
*Chapter 2 is called: Time For School*