Moving
Dabria stepped out of Duras car, and threw her sports bag over her shoulder. Dura exited the vehicle on the other side, and walked around to stand next to her.
"Are you alright?"
Dabria took a deep breath, and raised her head.
"Yep. Let's get this over with."
They walked beside each other, on the path up to the door. Dabria hesitated, before she opened it, it almost felt like she was supposed to knock. She already didn't feel at home here, and now with Dura beside her she felt like she was trespassing. Standing in the entry room of the house, Dura looked into the kitchen. Old plates and empty bottles lay in piles on the counters. The blinds were partly shut and a light was on under a top cabinet.
"Are you home now? There is dishes that needs to be done." Tristram's voice came from the living room.
Dabria didn't answer, but looked to Dura with a questioning look. Dura nodded towards the living room. Dabria understood and walked over, with Dura following.
"Have you gone deaf girl?" Tristram said as he saw Dabria. "What do you want?"
"We need to talk. I'm moving out." Dabria said, and made sure to keep her chin up and look confident.
"Like hell you are. You're not even eighteen. And where would you even go?" Tristram shook his head and turned back to the TV.
"She'll be living with us." Dura said and revealed herself in the opening beside Dabria.
Tristram stood up fast when he saw her, and was in her face with just a few steps.
"You get out of my house. You have no business being here, you're not invited!"
"I go where I please, and Dabria let me in." Dura said, calmly as ever. "And Dabria will be living with us for a while, so that she can get out of this environment."
Tristram went red from anger, he stepped back a few steps and almost looked like he wondered if he could hit her.
"You have taken enough from me."
"I have taken nothing from you. It was Elisse's choice to give us Thea. And that she died in childbirth is nothing but sad bad luck."
He glared at her, and with her last words he changed and glared at Dabria.
"It was not Dabrias choice nor fault that she was born. Or that Elisse didn't make it. You can't punish her for it. That's why she's leaving, and you will accept that."
"I should call the police-" Tristram began.
"I should have called the police for you assaulting my daughter." Dura's voice went over his. "But I didn't, for her sake, so that she wouldn't have to go through trial. But if you don't let Dabria leave, I'll make sure you get what you deserve."
They stared at each other, two strong wills competing in strength. Dabria stayed silent beside Dura, unsure what to do to help.
"Is there anything you need to get in your room Dabria, then go get it now." Dura said, without looking away from Tristram.
Dabria leaved the two adults and went upstairs. She looked around her room, there wasn't much she necessarily wanted to keep. She took most of her clothes out of the closet, and put them in her bag. She carefully put her small trinkets in another smaller bag, together with some books and school supplies from her desk.
"Dabria we're leaving." Dura called from downstairs.
She finished up and stopped in the doorway to give her room one last look. She wasn't as sentimental as she thought she would be, and she hoped that she never had to return. She went downstairs to meet Dura. Tristram was glaring at them from where he stood leaning against the kitchen counter.
"If that's all, we're off. Good bye Tristram." She said with a cold tone and exited.
Dabria lingered, looking at her father. She was very unsure what she felt. She followed Dura, and as she sat down in the car again, she felt relief. She was actually getting out of there.
Katkin and Bree did the same routine as last time with the sheet over the mattress. The last corner was yet again left unfixed.
"Are you sure you don't want to fix that? If you're going to sleep here for more than one night we might as well make it properly?" Bree asked.
"It's good. We'll fix it later if it's annoying." Katkin said and sat down on the mattress.
They looked at each other, there was something there, but had yet to speak about it. Bree wasn't sure she wanted to, because the tickling feeling she felt was not that bad. She was afraid that it might go away if she said the wrong thing.
"Should we watch another movie tonight?" Katkin asked.
"Sounds good, another cartoon maybe?" Bree smiled.
"Sounds fun, let's watch it all together." Irma said, now suddenly standing in the door.
Both Katkin and Bree were caught off guard and looked at her a bit confused.
"I haven't had time to take something out of the freezer, and I'm sorry that your first night here, Katkin, is like this, but I'm thinking pizza?"
"That doesn't sound like a problem at all. I'll gladly have some pizza."
"Great. I'll call them soon, come tell me what you want." She said and handed her the menu. "Bree, same as always?"
Bree nodded. Irma smiled at them, and left, leaving the door still open.
"What do you usually have?" Katkin asked as she read through the menu.
Bree sat down beside her, and pointed at one of the names.
"This one, but without the tomatoes."
"Hmm, I'll try that. I trust your taste."
Dabria put down her bag in Thea's room.
"I still can't believe how fucking big your room is." Bree walked over and layed down on the bed, feet still on the floor. "I mean I can stand at full length in the whole room."
"That's really not as uncommon as you think." Thea said and layed down on side of the bed.
They laid on their backs, heads meeting in the middle, both looking up. Thea picked up her phone and started to look through it.
"Do you want to share the bed or have an extra on the side by the way?" She asked without looking at Dabria.
"I'm fine with sharing, it's just one night."
"Yeah, we should have the other room cleared by tomorrow, no problem."
"Guess you're happy to get your room back soon so you can invite someone else." Dabria turned her head backwards to look at Thea.
She could see from this angle that Thea was indeed texting Amber, just as she thought.
"Shut up." Thea said and turned her screen away from Dabrias eyes.
"What are you two even doing? It's clear that you're interested in each other. Very clear I would even say. Why can't you just make it official?"
"It's complicated."
"It really isn't."
"I don't know, what if we get to deeply involved and then something goes wrong and someone gets very hurt."
"Sounds like a coward speaking to me." Dabria said and looked back up at the ceiling.
"You get to say something when you've made a move on Garthan."
"That's completely different. We're just good friends. And I'm not even sure if any of us is interested."
"Maybe…"
Dabria sat back up and looked around the room. She went over to her bags, and started looking through her things, making sure everything is there. Thea continued texting for a bit. They did their separate thing in silence for a minute.
"Shit." Dabria said under her breath.
She turned around some things in her bag one more time, but clearly it wasn't there. She emptied it, one item at a time, but to no prevail.
"What's going on?" Thea asked form over the bed.
"I forgot something at Tristrams place. A small thing, but it was important to me."
"What was it?" Thea sat up to see Dabria better.
"You remember my 'lucky coin' that I found?" she made air quotes around the words. "It's not here. I thought I took everything of the shelf but must have gotten distracted when your mom called for me."
"Maybe we can go get it?"
"I don't think there is any going back for me. And I really don't want to."
"But you want the coin?"
"But I want the coin." She confirmed.
"We'll fix that. No worries. I'll think of something." Thea tried to comfort her.
"Nothing I can do now anyways." Dabria said defeated and packed her things back into the bag.
There were three cartons of pizza sitting on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Two of them had some slices left but the third was empty. Katkin had finished her pizza without a single complaint. She ate what she could when she could. Irma and Bree had reached their limit and both had fallen back into the sofa and done a similar sigh, both muttering something about eating the rest tomorrow. The movie was almost finished, and Irma had started to do heavy nods with her head.
"Do you even know what happened the last fifteen minutes?" Bree asked and gently pushed Irma on the shoulder to wake her up a bit.
"Huh? No I don't think so. I'm going to bed." She stood up, and gathered the empty cartons. "And so should you soon, it's school tomorrow. Go to bed when the movie is done."
"Of course, no problem. I'm also pretty tired." Bree said and yawned.
Irma put the remaining pizza slices in the fridge and went upstairs. Bree looked over to Katkin, who was still watching the movie, focused. They weren't far apart, but not close enough to actually reach each other. Bree had watched enough movies to know what this moment could be, but didn't want to get to hung up on an idea in her head. Katkin felt that Bree was looking at her, and turned her head to meet her eyes. She smiled softly and held up her arm towards Bree, like she was inviting her for a hug. Bree hesitated, but Katkin motioned with her hand for her to come closer. Carefully Bree scooched across the sofa, and settled in under Katkins arm. Katkin gently put it down across her shoulders and rested her hand on Brees upper arm. Bree let her head lean against Katkins shoulder, and then they sat there, very still. The movie ended eventually, and they watched the whole end credit as well. When the last music faded out, and the replay button appeared on the screen, they both waited for yet another moment. Then Bree sat up slowly, reached for the remote and turned of the TV.
"Let's go and sleep, Irma will come down if she thinks we're trying to stay up without her knowing."
They both walked upstairs. And as they brushed their teeth, both of them felt the warm fade from where they had leaned against each other. They went to bed, smiled awkwardly at each other, and said good night as Bree turned of the bedside lamp.