"Hey Irine! I got your text are you sure
you don't want to come home with us? I mean no offense to them
but-"
"Jess shut up. They're better company than you. Tell Clara
and Jeff that I'll be home whenever. Okay?" She looks hurt
and walks away.
Van motions for me to come sit down with her. "How are you
planning on living with her?"
"I dunno. So what exactly is happening at your house
today?"
"Well you can't wear that. Just come straight over and
I'll let you borrow something okay?"
"I understand you want me to show some skin, but this is
underwear not shorts." I hold up the denim 'shorts'
before her.
"Trust me I just went shopping and you will not be wearing
that type of underwear anymore." She tosses me a thong and I
laugh. She just points to a plastic shopping bag. "And try
this tube top. Luca's gonna love you in maroon."
I roll my eyes. "Um how am I getting home by the way? Or
should I just stay here?"
"You do not want to come home smelling like booze. Text saying
I'm helping you catch up with work. That's the doorbell!
Don't worry you look hot!"
"It's official. I'm moving to Ireland" announces
Luca. "I'm gonna get something to drink you want?" I
hesitate.
"Nah I'll just have some of your's" He laughs. I
check my phone.
'Jessi can help you with that. I'll be there in fifteen
minutes.' I check the time it was sent.
"Crap you guys! Clara's gonna be here in like 2
minutes" Everyone looks shocked. "Jess is a little
rat." Van laughs.
"We'll make her pay. Don't worry."
"Hey Luca so Irish blow jobs are good?" says a
guy.
"Hell yeah!" I blush.
The door slams open. "Is that alcohol young man?" Clara
looks furious at Luca. I feel ready to die.
"Calm down. If parents don't mind then it doesn't
matter and we're all sharing like a total of three." Van
is calm.
"What is your name? I'm calling your parents to let them
know"
"Sorry but we're not telling you. Bye old lady."
Everyone laughs after a girl says that. I shamefully follow Clara
out the door.
"Jeff they were drinking! It's her first day what will
people think?" Clara and Jeff are whispering, but I can hear
them.
"Clare she's my sister's daughter! You don't know
what she's going through."
"Her father offered to take her in. He's been through
treatment."
"How can you even think that? You want to send our neice to
the man who beat her mother, my sister, and her?"
"Honestly your sister was crazy we don't know what was
true that she said."
"Clara if you love me, you'll never say that again. I
trust what she said and I always will."
"Fine but you don't know how rude she was to me. Jessica
said she was bullying her and siding with those
girls."
I cry as I open my computer and start out an email.
Dear Dad,
They don't want me here at all...