I sat silently in the living room with Tristan listening to Sean talk, well
scream, to his parents.
"She's not staying here, and that's final!" yelled Mr. Owens.
"Yes she is!"
"Sean, be reasonable here, I mean, do you remember that little dinner fiasco?" Mrs. Owens reasoned.
"Yes! You two were rude and acted horribly to her and .."
"No," Mr. Owens cut him off, "We revealed her to you as the filth she is! And because you knew the truth about her and her antics towards you, she took off!"
"She left because of the hell you put her through!"
There was a sound of skin clashing against skin, "Don't you ever curse in front of me or your mother again. She isn't staying here. Now get out of my sight."
Sean came into the room, his right cheek red from where his father had hit him. He silently motioned for me and Tristan to follow him, so the three of us silently went to a park near their house.
"I'm sorry Sean. This is all my fault. I should just leave."
"No it's not," he assured me, "It doesn't hurt that bad, it's just a shock. He's never done anything like that before."
"Well I should go before I get you two in anymore trouble."
"You promised to stay the night!" Tristan pouted again.
"I'm sorry Tristan, but your parent's won't let me stay with you guys."
Tristan just walked away and pouted on a nearby bench. "I think I might have an idea," Sean said before turning and walking back to his house.
I was so scared, I thought he was going to yell at his father again and get hit even more. I didn't want him to have to go through that, not for me, not for anyone. I sat down on the bench with Tristan and waited for him to return. What seemed like hours later, Sean came back to the park with two backpacks filled to the brim.
"Please don't tell me you got kicked out, cause of me," I hoped they hadn't. I didn't need the guilt of them on the streets because of me.
Thankfully, Sean shook his head. "I told them you took off again and that Tristan and I were going to go camping."
"Camping?! I love camping!" Tristan said while running in circles in excitement.
"Well, not really camping, we're staying in this park."
Tristan stopped running, "Oh." Then continuing, "We're camping at the park! Weee!!!"
Sean and I laughed. This was going to be an interesting 'camping' trip.
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A/N: School started and I've already had a ton of homework dumped on me so this is a super short chapter, my apologies. Hopefully I'll get a much longer one in soon! And I mean MUCH longer! I don't even have time to beg you to review! So... [enter begging here] [enter threats if you don't review here] ... Okay, I think that works...
"She's not staying here, and that's final!" yelled Mr. Owens.
"Yes she is!"
"Sean, be reasonable here, I mean, do you remember that little dinner fiasco?" Mrs. Owens reasoned.
"Yes! You two were rude and acted horribly to her and .."
"No," Mr. Owens cut him off, "We revealed her to you as the filth she is! And because you knew the truth about her and her antics towards you, she took off!"
"She left because of the hell you put her through!"
There was a sound of skin clashing against skin, "Don't you ever curse in front of me or your mother again. She isn't staying here. Now get out of my sight."
Sean came into the room, his right cheek red from where his father had hit him. He silently motioned for me and Tristan to follow him, so the three of us silently went to a park near their house.
"I'm sorry Sean. This is all my fault. I should just leave."
"No it's not," he assured me, "It doesn't hurt that bad, it's just a shock. He's never done anything like that before."
"Well I should go before I get you two in anymore trouble."
"You promised to stay the night!" Tristan pouted again.
"I'm sorry Tristan, but your parent's won't let me stay with you guys."
Tristan just walked away and pouted on a nearby bench. "I think I might have an idea," Sean said before turning and walking back to his house.
I was so scared, I thought he was going to yell at his father again and get hit even more. I didn't want him to have to go through that, not for me, not for anyone. I sat down on the bench with Tristan and waited for him to return. What seemed like hours later, Sean came back to the park with two backpacks filled to the brim.
"Please don't tell me you got kicked out, cause of me," I hoped they hadn't. I didn't need the guilt of them on the streets because of me.
Thankfully, Sean shook his head. "I told them you took off again and that Tristan and I were going to go camping."
"Camping?! I love camping!" Tristan said while running in circles in excitement.
"Well, not really camping, we're staying in this park."
Tristan stopped running, "Oh." Then continuing, "We're camping at the park! Weee!!!"
Sean and I laughed. This was going to be an interesting 'camping' trip.
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A/N: School started and I've already had a ton of homework dumped on me so this is a super short chapter, my apologies. Hopefully I'll get a much longer one in soon! And I mean MUCH longer! I don't even have time to beg you to review! So... [enter begging here] [enter threats if you don't review here] ... Okay, I think that works...