A/N: This is the last installment. I hope you guys liked this story! I'm
willing to do sequel if I have to or an alternate ending. Just R & R,
okay? Thanks y'all! Oh, and good luck with the new school year. I'm sorry
if you guys have already started. I have 2 more wks. Yay! Oh, and I hope
you guys had great summers!
To all my reviewers: Thanks for the support, helpfulness, and praise y'all gave me for doing my favorite thing in the world next to reading. You guys rock and I think I'm gonna have to post another story on this site. The Lord knows I've been writing tons of them.
Disclaimer: Do people really read these? Either way, I disclaim what I don't own. But I want to but the people who do own them won't give them to me. Not even for a penny. Not even when I smiled at them. Not even when I cried. Those meanies!
"So we're back to square one, sitting on this couch," said Claire to John. They were sitting on the couch that she had before when she told John that she was engaged.
"Yeah I guess," replied John. He was extremely nervous.
Claire nudged him and smiled. "John, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I have to ask you something though."
"What is it?"
"I was wondering if you and Em wanna come live with me. It can be for as long as you want."
Claire was trying to play it cool. "Well, I want to but you have to talk to Emily."
"Don't you mean we have to?"
"Your house John."
"You raised her."
"You offered."
"She'd listen more to you."
"Bullshit. And you need to tell her. I mean think about it. You have to get used to living with two women and we have to get used to living with a guy. You two need to talk first. Her boyfriend and best friend are in Texas."
"I'll talk to her. Where is she?"
"In her bedroom." John got up and left and Claire smiled one of the biggest smiles she has in her whole life. She whispered/sung to herself, "Ha ha. I've wrangled John. Now nobody else can have him." She got up and grabbed the phone to call her brother.
*Meanwhile In Emily's Bedroom*
"Hey Em?" John asked, knocking on her already open door. She always left it open. She had nothing to hide.
"Yeah?" she asked. She was on her stomach, on the floor, drawing. She sat up and looked at him.
"We need to talk."
"Um, okay. What about?"
"I want you and your mom to move in with me and your mom said it was your decision."
"Finally."
"Huh?"
"You finally asked this. It took you forever. You'd think as soon as you loved her again, you'd ask. Joey, Cally, and I already discussed it. We decided it would be for the best."
John was confused. "Okay, wait a minute. You knew that I'd ask?"
"I'd have had to kill you if you didn't."
"So, it's done."
"Yeah, I guess. The only question now is, when are you going to propose to her?"
THE END!!!!!
To all my reviewers: Thanks for the support, helpfulness, and praise y'all gave me for doing my favorite thing in the world next to reading. You guys rock and I think I'm gonna have to post another story on this site. The Lord knows I've been writing tons of them.
Disclaimer: Do people really read these? Either way, I disclaim what I don't own. But I want to but the people who do own them won't give them to me. Not even for a penny. Not even when I smiled at them. Not even when I cried. Those meanies!
"So we're back to square one, sitting on this couch," said Claire to John. They were sitting on the couch that she had before when she told John that she was engaged.
"Yeah I guess," replied John. He was extremely nervous.
Claire nudged him and smiled. "John, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I have to ask you something though."
"What is it?"
"I was wondering if you and Em wanna come live with me. It can be for as long as you want."
Claire was trying to play it cool. "Well, I want to but you have to talk to Emily."
"Don't you mean we have to?"
"Your house John."
"You raised her."
"You offered."
"She'd listen more to you."
"Bullshit. And you need to tell her. I mean think about it. You have to get used to living with two women and we have to get used to living with a guy. You two need to talk first. Her boyfriend and best friend are in Texas."
"I'll talk to her. Where is she?"
"In her bedroom." John got up and left and Claire smiled one of the biggest smiles she has in her whole life. She whispered/sung to herself, "Ha ha. I've wrangled John. Now nobody else can have him." She got up and grabbed the phone to call her brother.
*Meanwhile In Emily's Bedroom*
"Hey Em?" John asked, knocking on her already open door. She always left it open. She had nothing to hide.
"Yeah?" she asked. She was on her stomach, on the floor, drawing. She sat up and looked at him.
"We need to talk."
"Um, okay. What about?"
"I want you and your mom to move in with me and your mom said it was your decision."
"Finally."
"Huh?"
"You finally asked this. It took you forever. You'd think as soon as you loved her again, you'd ask. Joey, Cally, and I already discussed it. We decided it would be for the best."
John was confused. "Okay, wait a minute. You knew that I'd ask?"
"I'd have had to kill you if you didn't."
"So, it's done."
"Yeah, I guess. The only question now is, when are you going to propose to her?"
THE END!!!!!