Chapter 4
Craig figured if he went around the back door, maybe Joey wouldn't catch him. Please don't be hard on me, Please don't be hard on me. Craig thought to himself. He knew Joey wouldn't hit him or do anything to him like his father did, but he was still afraid, so afraid, because he was used to it, from his whole childhood. Still he figured it would probably be okay, because his mother was watching over him. Whenever he entered the Jeremiah's house or spoke to either one of them, he always got that feeling his mother's essence was there, in the air. He loved her, and he missed her.
Here it goes. He thought as he opened the door to Joey's house. He quickly slipped through the entrance and made a run for his room. He opened the door to his room and attempted to swoosh down into his bed. Unfortunately it was not there. What the HELL???? Craig thought to himself. Instead Angie's bed was there along with another old bed from the attack. What the heck was going on? He was going to ask Joey. "Joey, what's going on? You gonna kick me out of the house 'cause I missed that stupid meeting?" Craig yelled loudly with anger.
Joey stuck his head out of the closet in Craig's room where he was packing, he looked annoyed.
"There the heck you are. What the hell are you doing?" He screamed with a bolt of furry in his voice.
"Don't talk to me that way. Besides you'll scare her." Joey answered back still extremely annoyed. WHAT THE HECK??? Craig was so friggin confused.
"What do you mean Joey? Talk english here. I don't think Angie will mind me. She knows me well enough."
"Not Angie." Joey said.
"Well, then who the he-" He was cut off by the appearance of a sad and depressed, but beautiful looking girl, almost like he was dreaming up her image. "I think I just found out." He said back to Joey.
Joey answered "Oh well, if you would have come to the family meeting tonight you would have found out before she got here. But you being Craig, decided not to show on your own accord. She and Angie are going to stay in your room because its bigger to fit two people and you'll stay in Angie's old room. Hope you don't mind because its not your choice." OKAY! Craig was still VERY, VERY, confused!
"Who is she?" That's all Craig wanted to know plain and clear.
Joey said simply, "She's Rachael Areostall. She'll be staying with us as a foster child for the next year or so. I need the money, dealing used cars doesn't pay so much. Especially with all the advertising I have to do, to get people to notice the shop, given the area, in the middle of nowhere. I was planning to do it before we knew you were going to move in. Wanted a girl friend for Angie. How you don't mind."
"No, and even if I did, guess there isn't anything you could do about it."
"You're correct in that matter." Joey stepped out from the room and pointed to the hallway in the direction of the living room where the girl was. "I suggest you go greet her. You better be extremely nice and get along with her. Afterwards go unpack your stuff, its all in your new room. The bed is already set up."
With that Craig headed for the living room. Feeling sorry for this girl he could sort of relate. After all, if it hadn't been for Joey taking him in, he might be in the same situation. He also hope she had the personality, because she sure had the looks.