HEY! This totally took a WHOLE new direction. I am leaving for 2 weeks and not bringing my computer, but I am bringing a journal and writing the chapters the good old fashioned way by hand. When I get back I hope to have finished 2 chapters ready for proofreading and publishing.

Cat's POV:

I was discharged from the hospital yesterday with prenatal vitamins and strict rules and guidelines from my pregnancy. I spent the night at Tori's but I'm supposed to be getting my stuff from my old house today. The guy's are coming to help me move, Thank God for Beck's truck. Trina dropped me off in front of Beck's trailer; we meet there with Andre and Robbie then go haul it to Andre's. Hopefully, my dad will be at the bar. I choose today cause it's his bar day. I can't wait to get out of there and start well new and fresh at Andre's. The other two finally arrived and we went to my jail cell.

"Okay everyone got the boxes?" Beck asked as he turned off the car.

"Yea man" Andre replied.

"And I am wearing my male make-up that is sweating durable so we should be okay." Robbie added looking so proud.

"How many times do I have to tell you keep it to yourself?" Rex commented.

"No comment" Beck said looking at Robbie as if he was E.T.

We hopped out the truck I got out my keys out and unlocked the door. The house was kinda clean I hadn't been home for two days and my dad's beers were scattered on the table. I walked into my room and started to pack things in boxes while Beck and Andre got there lifting stuff ready. We began lifting and hauling the stuff I wanted. I grabbed a box and started on my way down the stairs.

"Cat!" Robbie yelled.

"What?" I said almost dropping the boxes and stumbling down the stairs.

"You're you know."

"I am what Rob"

"Your"

"I'm"

"You know"

"No I don't know that's why I am asking you" I say laughing.

"You're with child."

"I think we figured that out at the hospital Robbie"

"You shouldn't be handling heavy boxes" He said while taking the box from my hands.

"OMG this thing is heavier than you expect." Robbie said shocked.

"I know" I replied while turning around for a split second only to hear Robbie screech "Going Down". I whip around to see Robbie mashed underneath it.

"Oh my God are you okay?" I asked while trying my hardest not to laugh.

"BECK! ANDRE!" I yelled before chuckling under breath.

Beck and Andre ran in. "Cat are you ok? Is the baby okay? Do you need an ambulance? Andre call 911. Do you need me to carry you or can you walk?" Beck ramble quickly in his panicky state."

"Andre don't call 911 I'm fine look down"

"Uh ah Rob you okay man? Are arms supposed to bend that way?" Andre asked shivering at the sight of Robbie twisted in a pretzel.

"Do you want help buddy?" Beck asked lifting the box like it was a feather.

"Yeah I'm fine at least I am looking good in my male make up." Robbie said

We all couldn't keep it in we all exploded in laughs Beck accidently dropped the box back on Robbie. We didn't notice and continued on till Robbie yelled agony. We finished packing up my stuff I left my dad a note:

Dad,

I am leaving you; I cannot take living with you. You don't love me, you love alcohol and I have grown to live with something no one should live with. I love you, and always remember that I just don't love your addiction. You will always be my father and I hope you remember our good times rather our bad. Please, don't look for me I am happier now and hope you sober up and will be happy naturally without your self-medication. Just remember not looking will be the nicest and kindest thing you could have done for me. I am safe.

Sincerely,

Cat Valentine

I left this on the table before leaving this God forsaken place for the last time. I locked the door and stepped outside and gazed up at the house. How can something so sweet be so evil? This is house my parents bought together, raised their kids. Death killed it. My father took it the worst. My mother used to tell me about happy endings, and how my dad and her got there's but it was just a good dream within a nightmare to come in the future. A tear left my face as I had to say good-bye to the last part my family the one who had always supported me, the house. It gave me a place to share my few years of a good childhood in, and that I can never repay that. I turned around and walked towards the truck leaving a chapter of my life forever.

As always at the END I say Thank you.