I realize that this chapter was really shitty, and I havent updated in like 2 ish weeks. Really sorry about that. I am going to update probably tomorrow. I had a really great birthday. I had a life changeing expirence today. My cousin ( person based of of Blair) shaved her head for kids cancer research, mind you she is 8 and raised over 3500 dollars. I was able to go with her today when she had it done, it was a huge event. I have never been apart of something so amazing. I have never been so proud of someone in my life, guys, she is 8! She is my idol and I hope to me as brave as her one day. Thank you for letting me brag about her.
Also, if you have an Instgram. Are you obsessed over it as I am? I am always on it! What about a game called 'Hay Day'? They are my loves.
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When the police cars cleared and grandpa Morgan got home, all that was left was grandma, grandpa, 2 cops, Zach and I. Grandpa instantly was checking on grandma, making sure she wasn't hurt. I hugged Zach, his musky yet clean cent, soothing me. After grandpa made sure that everyone was okay, we turned to the officers who were writing notes in the notepads.
"What happened?" Zach asked, his arms rapped protectivly around my waist from behind, his chin resting on my head. Yes, he was that much taller than me.
"When I got home tonight, someone else was already in the house," grandma shivered either from the cold Nebrasken winter or the memory of walking in on a robbery.
"Why dont we go inside?" grandpa asked, the cops nodded.
The house was a wreck, nothing broken, but things everywhere. The things were all things that were in my room or in Zachs room. There was my favorite of Zachs tee-shirts on the steps, there was one of the pillows that used to be on my bed in the corner. A suitecase in the hallway, things everywhere.
"The alarm wasn't sounded, the intruders got in by breaking a window in the second story." the first cop said as grandma put on coffee.
"We are going to go look more into this back at the station," the second cops said and looked a grandpa," breaking and entering is a fedral offense, you know?" Its too bad ancient terrorist groups dont really worry about little fedral offenses.
"Give us a call if you notice anything is missing, you all have a good night." the cops nodding to all of us before leaving. We didnt talk much after that, we sat, drank our coffee, yawned.
"I am going to check out the damage," I said getting up.
"I will go with you." Zach said calling after me.
"Be careful, dont step on any glass," grandma called after us. We nodded and walked up the stairs, stopping to pick up our belongings. Zachs shirt, my pillow, a pair of gloves, a tooth brush, and a book. As we traveled up closer to my room, more things appeared. My bedroom door was standing wide open, I could see the it was trashed. Cloths everywere, pictures nocked down from the walls, my bed was upside down and slanted on the frame, the closet door was broken, the cloths were torn off the hangers. In the bathroom the towels had been torn and the contents of under my sink we everywhere. I walked over the wall of pictures. In many the glass had been punched in and shatterd, some were on the floor, some were swinging on one hook about ot fall. I picked up one from the floor, the glass was shattered, the frame was snapped. The picture was of my dad and my grandpa. I stood up and turned to Zach who was picking up a tee shirt that I am pretty sure was his.
"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" he asked, I nodded.
"I will call mom." I said wallking over to the phone on the side table. She picked up on the second ring.
"Hey, kiddo! Whats up?" mom asked.
"The circle knows I am here, they broke in. No was hurt, but what should I do?"
"Cam, are you sure that it was them?" she asked.
"Yes, the only rooms that were touched are Zachs room and my room. Its them."
"Okay, well you should make sure that nothing is taken, you have only been there a day so you cant make up an explanation on why you would have to leave. Stay there till next week, atleast. Cam please be careful. I have to go. I love you, kiddo," she said.
"I love you too mom," she hung up. I set the phone down and sighed.
"What did she say?" Zach asked as he sat down next to me.
"She said we should stay here for the next week. Play it cool, play it safe," I said. As grandpa walked into the room with a tarp. He began to hang it up on the window that was broke.
"Cam, you are going to have to stay in the twins room, until the window can be fixed. Your grandmother wants both of you to go to sleep, its late and we have quite the day ahead of us!" he said while walking out.
"What are we doing tomorrow?" Zach asked before a yawn.
"Damned if I know," I said while picking up the tee shirt that is Zachs and a pair of yoga shorts that were on the ground. I turned around before leaving.
"Where are the journals Cam?" he said.
"At Gallagher," I said. He got up and hugged me, he kissed my forehead.
"See you in the morning, Gallagher Girl. I lo- am really tired. Bye." he said and walked away fast. I laughed to my self as I walked into Blair and Bells room. I dont even remember my head hitting the pillow.
ZACH POV
I fell asleep thinking about her, I dreamed of her, I woke up thinking over her. I woke up with a smile on my face, last night I almost did it. I almost told her, but I didnt. I ended up saying I was really tired and walk away really fast before she could she me blush. I sat up and immedatly wondered if she was awake, if she was dreaming of me, what she was doing. I walked over to the twins room, she was asleep in the bed by that window. I walked over to her.
"Gallagher Girl? Wake up," I said nugding her leg. she didn't move. She looked really cute and I realized that it was only 6 so I left the room, going down the kitchen. No one was up yet so I sat down with a cup of coffee at the counter.
"Hello Zachary, your up early." I glanced up as Mr. Morgan walked into the kitchen.
"Good morning, dear." Mrs. Morgan walked into the kitchen.
"Good morning. Cammie is still asleep. I hope its okay that I made some coffee." I said
"Of course, this is your home too. I have a feeling your going to be in Cams life for a while." Mrs. Morgan said winking at me. I smiled and looked down at my coffee.
"Thank you, Mrs. Morgan," I said.
"Oh God! Call me grandma!" she said leaving the kitchen, "would you be a dear and wake Cammie?" she called from the door way. I nodded and got up.
"Good luck." Mr. Morgan chuckled inbetween sips of coffee.
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