Days passed and I herd absolutely nothing from the cops or social workers. Kelsey and her family tried as best as they could to keep my mind off the loss of my family even though it never worked, bless there souls. After that night I haven't heard from Ben. I tried as hard as I could to get a hold of him but he would never pick up his fucking phone or answer his door. So I basically gave up on him. If he wanted to act like a dick then I'll let him but I don't want to be a part of his life anymore.
"Hey Char! Dinners ready! Get out here before it all disappears or gets cold!" Stef yelled from the hallway.
"Ok I'll be right there!" I replied getting off the bed and walking out of the bedroom. I got to the kitchen and loaded up a plate of potatoes and fried chicken. We all sat down at the dinning room table and talked about little things like the weather and what new movies were coming out. It wasn't until halfway threw dinner that the phone rang. Papa Frank got up and answered it, but not even a minute after he did was he walking around the table to give me the phone.
"Hello?" I asked confused since I really don't get calls anymore.
"Hello Charlie, this is Megan Ringright with social services. We have found a relative that is willing to take you in" she said in a perky voice.
" ...You make it sound as if I'm a stray dog needing a home" I said a little aggravated at the fact that my parents, older brother, and younger sister were dead.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that! Its just that one of your cousins has agreed to take you in until you are able to be on your own" she explained.
"Ok, can I know more about what's going on?" I asked bitchily. But what d you expect from me? My close family just died and she makes it seem like I'm an unwanted mutt.
"Well, you have a cousin who is in his forties who's agreed to take you in. he said that he wants you to move in as soon as possible and he doesn't want you to waist any time. So he's arranging for you to be sent to his home this Friday morning' she finished with a sigh.
I just sat there dazed. He wanted me to move now in less than two days. He was fucking crazy! Shit! Were the hell does he live anyway? I thought. " Where the hell does he live?" I asked.
"He lives in Ottory St. Catchpole, England. That's why he wants you to be packed and ready on a plan on Friday morning. I'm sending you tickets to the airport as we speak so they will be there when you are ready to leave. I hope everything works out for you. Bye." She said really fast before hanging up the phone.
I turned the phone off and looked at everyone's blank faces. "The bitch wants me to move in with my forty year old cousin that lives in Ottory St. Catchpole, England. I have to leave Friday morning so I have to stop by my house tomorrow night before I pack everything" I said sadly. Kelsey looked about ready to cry.
"I don't want you to move to where ever it is, England! I want you to stay here and live with us!" Kelsey sobbed loudly. Her parents and sisters looked at her with worried eyes.
"There's nothing she can do about it Kels, she has to go, he's the only family she has that agreed to take her inn" Kelly said in a sad voice.
"We can always keep in touch by the internet and mail. I promise I will never forget about you" I said with tears falling down my face.
"Ok, member you promised" she said as she got up and pulled me into a hug.
Besides the phone call and the drama between me and my best friend nothing else exciting happened that night. We all finished our dinner and did our own things. Kelsey's parents went into there bedroom and watched TV, Stef got tired and went to bed, and Kelly watched a movie in the living room. While Kelsey and I just sat in her room and talked until the sun came up. I was going to miss our long ass talks that lasted all hours into the night and into the early morning. But I guess all good things have to come to an end at some point. To bad it had to be so soon.