A/N - Thanks for the reviews! And Eloise is like 15 and 11 months, which I
said at the start so she's not that much younger than David. Anyway I have
big plans for her birthday so stay tuned!!!
~*Nina*~
The two walked slowly down the street. Their heads bowed in silence. To every passing person on the street they were no different to the hundreds of teenagers who walked the streets. There was nothing about them, which stood out. It was only on the occasions that the girl cried that people looked towards them. But that wasn't often. They simply continued their walk towards the building saying nothing and making no sound.
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Rachel was in the kitchen when her doorbell rang. She was preparing some steak for her and Emma's tea. This was the first weekend she had been back since going to collage and Rachel wanted every moment of it to be special. She smiled as she checked on the steak before moving through to her living room. She opened the door and felt something big and wet fall into her arms. Rachel glanced down. It was Eloise, she looked around confused as Eloise continued to sob on her shoulder. When he eye settled on David he looked at her, before offering an explanation.
"Mom and dad kicked us out. Well, dad actually"
Rachel was shocked. Chandler had kicked them out? That didn't make sense. He'd always been really protective of David since Ruth had died and she knew he valued Eloise's trust in him to ever do something so stupid.
"Why?" she muttered
David inhaled deeply, "We. . . . . .we love each other" Rachel must have looked confused for he continued, "Me and El. . . . .we're in love"
Rachel was stunned. In love? Eloise and David? She knew they had always been close but this was unbelievable. How? The questions buzzed around her head. Poor Monica. Poor Chandler! They must have found out and by the way Eloise was still crying into her shoulder she could tell it hadn't been pretty. Her eyes meet David's and they seemed to plead with her . . . .
Let us stay? Please let us stay
. . . . .She slowly removed Eloise from her shoulder and sat her down. She reached for the tissues and handed her one in silence. Both Rachel and David waited while Eloise dried her tears. Eventually she spoke,
"I'm sorry Aunt Rachel, we just didn't know where else to go"
Rachel smiled faintly. "It's OK, I was just making dinner. You can stay if you want. Emma will be here"
David shook his head, "We don't wanna impose on you we just wondered if you could speak to dad. Please?"
"Of course. But until it's sorted you're staying here. OK?"
They both nodded. Grateful to just have a roof over their heads. To just feel as though somebody loved them. To just feel it was OK to be them. To know that here they were accepted for them, warts and all. And that they weren't just some dirty little secret.
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"Morning!" Eloise whispered to David as he stirred beside her. In what had become their morning routine he kissed her lightly on her forehead before untangling himself from the sheets and walking to the kitchen to make breakfast. While he was in the kitchen Eloise went to the bathroom and changed before sitting down to breakfast. As soon as David had changed they said goodbye to Rachel and walked to school. They had done this every morning for the past week. Today however was different.
Instead of walking to school they were walking home. They hoped their parents had had enough time to cool off and would welcome them back with open arms. But this was just a dream. They both knew the reality.
They had left a not for Aunt Rachel, thanking her but saying it was time to move on. Confiding in her the hope they shared that by tonight they would be back home. Where they belonged. They had also asked her that if they weren't not to worry about them. They would be fine. They were tough, could deal with anything. If they weren't home by tonight no one was to come looking for them. If their parents didn't want them then no one would. And if no one really wanted them they didn't want someone's pity. 'Look at them, no one wants them. I'd better be nice to them' They didn't want that. Eloise had always said that she would rather be hated than pitied and she still felt like that. She just hoped she wouldn't need pity, because her parents were going to welcome her back with open arms. And if they didn't well. . . . well she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.
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"David! Eloise! I'm home!" Rachel shouted as she entered the apartment. She had just dropped Emma off at the station and was looking forward to an evening of chick flicks with her roomies. As she locked the door she noticed that the apartment was strangely quiet. That was odd; they were normally home by now. Unless one of them had a club or a detention. They always waited for each other, something Rachel thought was adorable, although their relationship was slightly strange it didn't bother her as much as it bothered some people. Yeah so it was slightly weird that a step- brother and sister had fallen in love but as far as Rachel was concerned they hadn't stolen any cars, beat up any teachers or taken any drugs. Their adolescent experiments were a lot safer than most kids. Besides that it was almost inevitable that they end up together. Eloise was so much like Monica, and David was like Chandler's double. Monica and Chandler were such a perfect couple and the qualities that made them that were the same ones that David and Eloise had.
As she walked in to the kitchen she started to get a little bit freaked out. The clock on the wall said 4:45. If they had had to stay late they should have been home at least 10 minutes ago. She was in the process of phoning Monica when she noticed the envelope,
Aunt Rachel,
Sorry we have to do this. . . . . . .
Rachel didn't read any more. They were going to Monica and Chandlers! She was so pleased for them! As much as she loved them both they were better with their parents than with her. She carefully folded the letter up and placed it in the top drawer. She might read the rest of it later. She couldn't help smiling as she pictured Monica's face when she saw they had come home. She would be so happy. She'd been phoning Rachel every night for every detail of what David and Eloise had done that day. She really loved them. Rachel figured she'd give it a few days and then phone them and invite them all over, Belle and Clare as well. They hadn't eaten together in such a long time it would be like a new beginning after all this madness.
~*Nina*~
The two walked slowly down the street. Their heads bowed in silence. To every passing person on the street they were no different to the hundreds of teenagers who walked the streets. There was nothing about them, which stood out. It was only on the occasions that the girl cried that people looked towards them. But that wasn't often. They simply continued their walk towards the building saying nothing and making no sound.
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Rachel was in the kitchen when her doorbell rang. She was preparing some steak for her and Emma's tea. This was the first weekend she had been back since going to collage and Rachel wanted every moment of it to be special. She smiled as she checked on the steak before moving through to her living room. She opened the door and felt something big and wet fall into her arms. Rachel glanced down. It was Eloise, she looked around confused as Eloise continued to sob on her shoulder. When he eye settled on David he looked at her, before offering an explanation.
"Mom and dad kicked us out. Well, dad actually"
Rachel was shocked. Chandler had kicked them out? That didn't make sense. He'd always been really protective of David since Ruth had died and she knew he valued Eloise's trust in him to ever do something so stupid.
"Why?" she muttered
David inhaled deeply, "We. . . . . .we love each other" Rachel must have looked confused for he continued, "Me and El. . . . .we're in love"
Rachel was stunned. In love? Eloise and David? She knew they had always been close but this was unbelievable. How? The questions buzzed around her head. Poor Monica. Poor Chandler! They must have found out and by the way Eloise was still crying into her shoulder she could tell it hadn't been pretty. Her eyes meet David's and they seemed to plead with her . . . .
Let us stay? Please let us stay
. . . . .She slowly removed Eloise from her shoulder and sat her down. She reached for the tissues and handed her one in silence. Both Rachel and David waited while Eloise dried her tears. Eventually she spoke,
"I'm sorry Aunt Rachel, we just didn't know where else to go"
Rachel smiled faintly. "It's OK, I was just making dinner. You can stay if you want. Emma will be here"
David shook his head, "We don't wanna impose on you we just wondered if you could speak to dad. Please?"
"Of course. But until it's sorted you're staying here. OK?"
They both nodded. Grateful to just have a roof over their heads. To just feel as though somebody loved them. To just feel it was OK to be them. To know that here they were accepted for them, warts and all. And that they weren't just some dirty little secret.
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"Morning!" Eloise whispered to David as he stirred beside her. In what had become their morning routine he kissed her lightly on her forehead before untangling himself from the sheets and walking to the kitchen to make breakfast. While he was in the kitchen Eloise went to the bathroom and changed before sitting down to breakfast. As soon as David had changed they said goodbye to Rachel and walked to school. They had done this every morning for the past week. Today however was different.
Instead of walking to school they were walking home. They hoped their parents had had enough time to cool off and would welcome them back with open arms. But this was just a dream. They both knew the reality.
They had left a not for Aunt Rachel, thanking her but saying it was time to move on. Confiding in her the hope they shared that by tonight they would be back home. Where they belonged. They had also asked her that if they weren't not to worry about them. They would be fine. They were tough, could deal with anything. If they weren't home by tonight no one was to come looking for them. If their parents didn't want them then no one would. And if no one really wanted them they didn't want someone's pity. 'Look at them, no one wants them. I'd better be nice to them' They didn't want that. Eloise had always said that she would rather be hated than pitied and she still felt like that. She just hoped she wouldn't need pity, because her parents were going to welcome her back with open arms. And if they didn't well. . . . well she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.
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"David! Eloise! I'm home!" Rachel shouted as she entered the apartment. She had just dropped Emma off at the station and was looking forward to an evening of chick flicks with her roomies. As she locked the door she noticed that the apartment was strangely quiet. That was odd; they were normally home by now. Unless one of them had a club or a detention. They always waited for each other, something Rachel thought was adorable, although their relationship was slightly strange it didn't bother her as much as it bothered some people. Yeah so it was slightly weird that a step- brother and sister had fallen in love but as far as Rachel was concerned they hadn't stolen any cars, beat up any teachers or taken any drugs. Their adolescent experiments were a lot safer than most kids. Besides that it was almost inevitable that they end up together. Eloise was so much like Monica, and David was like Chandler's double. Monica and Chandler were such a perfect couple and the qualities that made them that were the same ones that David and Eloise had.
As she walked in to the kitchen she started to get a little bit freaked out. The clock on the wall said 4:45. If they had had to stay late they should have been home at least 10 minutes ago. She was in the process of phoning Monica when she noticed the envelope,
Aunt Rachel,
Sorry we have to do this. . . . . . .
Rachel didn't read any more. They were going to Monica and Chandlers! She was so pleased for them! As much as she loved them both they were better with their parents than with her. She carefully folded the letter up and placed it in the top drawer. She might read the rest of it later. She couldn't help smiling as she pictured Monica's face when she saw they had come home. She would be so happy. She'd been phoning Rachel every night for every detail of what David and Eloise had done that day. She really loved them. Rachel figured she'd give it a few days and then phone them and invite them all over, Belle and Clare as well. They hadn't eaten together in such a long time it would be like a new beginning after all this madness.
