The Mistake, Chapter Four
**Sorry for not updating in...forever. I've been neglecting all my stories but I'll try to do better.**
Cory stared at Turner and Mr. Feeny. "It's going to be five kids, in one apartment?" he asked in disbelief. Turner nodded. "It's the only thing...I mean, if it doesn't work out, of course, we'll have to figure out something else. But there's three bedrooms and they're fairly large. You three older guys could share a room then Josh and Morgan could," Turner explained.
"Feeny?" Eric asked in awe. "We both decided it together. It's the best thing..." but they could tell Feeny didn't believe that. He loved that Matthews' as his own grandkids, but he couldn't-wouldn't-believe that Turner could take care of 5 kids. Let alone 3 teens, one girl who didn't understand the meaning of 'died' and a baby. He didn't think that it was best for Turner to get involved like this.
"What will happen if it doesn't work out?" Topanga asked. "Oh, Topanga, it will! This'll be so awesome." Shawn said, always trying to lighten the mood-always trying to escape reality. "Wake up, Shawn! Mr. Turner can't control you'll in class, let alone every day." Topanga snapped. "Gee, thanks," Turner answered then turned to the Matthews kids.
"I know this sounds crazy. But just wait, it'll settle in. Right George?" Turner asked. "Sure, Turner." Feeny answered, his voice not very reassuring. "I want my mommy. Mr. Turner when is mommy going to come home?" Morgan cried.
Turner looked helplessy at Feeny. "Morgan, your mommy is in Heaven. Remember we talked about it? Heaven?" Morgan nodded, "but can't mommy and daddy come back down?" she asked. Feeny shook his head, "I'm afraid not." Morgan started bawling, "but then mommy and daddy don't love me! Otherwise they wouldn't have left!" she screamed. "No, no, sweetie, that's not it," Topanga said and pulled Morgan into her lap.
Morgan soon fell asleep and Turner said quietly, "We'll need to get your stuff soon. Bring it here.." Suddenly Eric spoke up, "Why don't YOU just move to our house?" Feeny glanced at Turner. "A cousin of yours...Inherited the house from her mother, your aunt. I tried explaining our situation but she said that's not her problem." Eric's eyes flared and he snapped, "It's Rose. What is she gonna do with it?" he demanded. Turner shrugged but Feeny spoke up, clearly uncomfortable: "She's going to demolish it. Uh, tear it down." No one said anything.
"So what will happen? If it doesn't work out. Because it won't, ya know." Cory said, non-chalantly. "What are you talking about, Matthews? Of course it'll work. It's just going to take some hard, dedicated work." "Oh please Turner. You of all people know that things never work out. My parents were going for an anniversary. And look-they're DEAD."
"Cory, you just-" Topanga tried to say but Cory interupted, "You know what? Don't say your faith crap with me. 'Faith' doesn't exist. It's CRAP. Nothing ever works out. We were suppose to go on a vacation. They were suppose to see us grow up. To see Joshua grow up. Now they WON'T." Cory said. "Oh, God, I'm sorry Topanga," he immidiately mumbled.
"To answer your question, Matthews, I'm not exactly sure what will happen. I imagine that either me or Feeny will work something out or you'll go live with a relative. But that won't happen."
(The next day)
Turner put the last box in the UHAUL. Family members had been boxing up the house as the kids had stayed at Turners, and helped clear out the two rooms that they would share. "Whoo," he said and wiped the sweat off his head. "Here ya go, Mr.Turner," Morgan said as she handed him a glass of water. He smiled. "Thanks, Morg. Why don't ya go round up your brothers and Shawn?" he asked, "It's time to go."
Morgan nodded and the guys all filed out, Cory holding Joshua close to him. They got in the van that Rose had "very nicely" offered them. All in all, that was all that Rose had given them. She had taken their house, a lot of her parents belongings, and no one could do anything about it.
The ride back to Turner's apartment was silent. "Can we go back to school tomorrow?" Cory asked. Turner and Feeny both looked at him in surprise. "You? School?" Turner asked in amazement. "I'm tired of being sad all the time. I need something to do," Cory answered simply. "I wanna go back to school. To Mrs. JoHansen. She's gonna let us use the macoroni." Morgan exclaimed.
"Sure you can go back tomorrow, I guess," Turner said.
Shawn groaned, "Aww man!"
**Sorry for not updating in...forever. I've been neglecting all my stories but I'll try to do better.**
Cory stared at Turner and Mr. Feeny. "It's going to be five kids, in one apartment?" he asked in disbelief. Turner nodded. "It's the only thing...I mean, if it doesn't work out, of course, we'll have to figure out something else. But there's three bedrooms and they're fairly large. You three older guys could share a room then Josh and Morgan could," Turner explained.
"Feeny?" Eric asked in awe. "We both decided it together. It's the best thing..." but they could tell Feeny didn't believe that. He loved that Matthews' as his own grandkids, but he couldn't-wouldn't-believe that Turner could take care of 5 kids. Let alone 3 teens, one girl who didn't understand the meaning of 'died' and a baby. He didn't think that it was best for Turner to get involved like this.
"What will happen if it doesn't work out?" Topanga asked. "Oh, Topanga, it will! This'll be so awesome." Shawn said, always trying to lighten the mood-always trying to escape reality. "Wake up, Shawn! Mr. Turner can't control you'll in class, let alone every day." Topanga snapped. "Gee, thanks," Turner answered then turned to the Matthews kids.
"I know this sounds crazy. But just wait, it'll settle in. Right George?" Turner asked. "Sure, Turner." Feeny answered, his voice not very reassuring. "I want my mommy. Mr. Turner when is mommy going to come home?" Morgan cried.
Turner looked helplessy at Feeny. "Morgan, your mommy is in Heaven. Remember we talked about it? Heaven?" Morgan nodded, "but can't mommy and daddy come back down?" she asked. Feeny shook his head, "I'm afraid not." Morgan started bawling, "but then mommy and daddy don't love me! Otherwise they wouldn't have left!" she screamed. "No, no, sweetie, that's not it," Topanga said and pulled Morgan into her lap.
Morgan soon fell asleep and Turner said quietly, "We'll need to get your stuff soon. Bring it here.." Suddenly Eric spoke up, "Why don't YOU just move to our house?" Feeny glanced at Turner. "A cousin of yours...Inherited the house from her mother, your aunt. I tried explaining our situation but she said that's not her problem." Eric's eyes flared and he snapped, "It's Rose. What is she gonna do with it?" he demanded. Turner shrugged but Feeny spoke up, clearly uncomfortable: "She's going to demolish it. Uh, tear it down." No one said anything.
"So what will happen? If it doesn't work out. Because it won't, ya know." Cory said, non-chalantly. "What are you talking about, Matthews? Of course it'll work. It's just going to take some hard, dedicated work." "Oh please Turner. You of all people know that things never work out. My parents were going for an anniversary. And look-they're DEAD."
"Cory, you just-" Topanga tried to say but Cory interupted, "You know what? Don't say your faith crap with me. 'Faith' doesn't exist. It's CRAP. Nothing ever works out. We were suppose to go on a vacation. They were suppose to see us grow up. To see Joshua grow up. Now they WON'T." Cory said. "Oh, God, I'm sorry Topanga," he immidiately mumbled.
"To answer your question, Matthews, I'm not exactly sure what will happen. I imagine that either me or Feeny will work something out or you'll go live with a relative. But that won't happen."
(The next day)
Turner put the last box in the UHAUL. Family members had been boxing up the house as the kids had stayed at Turners, and helped clear out the two rooms that they would share. "Whoo," he said and wiped the sweat off his head. "Here ya go, Mr.Turner," Morgan said as she handed him a glass of water. He smiled. "Thanks, Morg. Why don't ya go round up your brothers and Shawn?" he asked, "It's time to go."
Morgan nodded and the guys all filed out, Cory holding Joshua close to him. They got in the van that Rose had "very nicely" offered them. All in all, that was all that Rose had given them. She had taken their house, a lot of her parents belongings, and no one could do anything about it.
The ride back to Turner's apartment was silent. "Can we go back to school tomorrow?" Cory asked. Turner and Feeny both looked at him in surprise. "You? School?" Turner asked in amazement. "I'm tired of being sad all the time. I need something to do," Cory answered simply. "I wanna go back to school. To Mrs. JoHansen. She's gonna let us use the macoroni." Morgan exclaimed.
"Sure you can go back tomorrow, I guess," Turner said.
Shawn groaned, "Aww man!"