Chapter 29: New House Of Mine

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My dreams are unsettling and scare me making me quickly bolt up from the ground and look around.

Sweat rolls down my face as well as tears and my heart races. I breathe quickly and look around, squinting as I try to bring reality into focus. I quickly wipe my tears away and look to the clock. Five fifteen AM. I sigh and know I will never get back to sleep. 

I slowly stand up as my muscles are sore and stiff. I grab a pair of regular jeans and a gray sweater with a black tank top and brown combat boots and change without waking up the others. I put my hair into a french braid and finish before five thirty. 

I look around, trying to find something to do for now till I see my bag. Wonder if any of the guys are awake. I grab my bag and unzip it but this time I grab my other phone. Tori's phone. :)

I open the tiny flip phone and tuck into the side of the bed so if the other girls wake up they won't see me. But then again it's extremely early. The light shines in my eyes and I sit in the corner squinting into it at five Am. Like any high school student.

I go into the group chat and start typing.

Tori: You guys awake?

Gray: N.O.

Mason: It's four in the freak morning! 

Tori: Yeah. Your point?

Trever: Go back to sleep! Talk later!

Tori: Can't. What got your guys' panties in a twist?

L.J.: Alright. We're up. Where have you been? And if anyone has their's in a twist it's you

A: I'm not up awake. Go back to bed

Tori: Nah. I have been getting ready for the next fight and going to some places for school

Gray: Cool. We found out who you really are

Tori: Really? You found out I'm actually Beth?

I say that but I am being sarcastic!

L.J.: Yep

A: Okay I'm up now. Who are you really?

Tori: Not saying. But that would be a twist, wouldn't it?

Gray: Awkward if that was the case

Tori: What do you guys say when I'm not around!?

Mason: Nothing.

L.J.: We gonna add Beth back to the chat? 

Tori: What did you guys do?

A: Nothing.

Tori: Fine. I'll ask her then. 

Gray: I'm adding her

-Beth added to the group chat-

L.J.: We didn't do anything her roommate did though

Tori: What happened?

Gray: Took her phone and called me to embarrass her

Trever: Which was hilarious by the way

Tori: So mean

Gray: When you coming back?

Tori: Not sure, should be sometime next week though

L.J.: Take your time much?

Tori: Whatever. I have to go, see ya guys soon

I close my flip phone and put it back in the bag as I hear Willow start to get up. I zip it up as it is buried in clothes and stand up.

I look over to see Willow starting to wake up. The clock flashes a blue light saying its eight AM. Wow. Texting takes forever.

I grab my pillow from the floor and hit her in the head.

"Morning!"

"AGHHHHH!!!" She says rolling over and covering herself with her blanket.

"Love ya too, now get up!"

"Noooo!!"

"Die quieter over there!" Cherry says rolling over trying to avoid us.

I sigh and let my shoulders drop with the pillow. Fine.

"You guys know what today is!?"

"Yeah, yeah, new home day. Wake us up half an hour for nine."

"No! I mean the guys are gonna be here in ten minutes!"

No, they won't. But they don't know that.

They quickly jump up from their beds and race over to their suitcases before I can say anything. As they open their suitcases I break into a laugh.

"I lied. Good morning!"

They stop moving and slowly turn their heads to me.

"You are an evil person," Cherry says standing up.

"Yep!"

"We'll get dressed. Go wake up Alan. We'll be at the front door." Willow says yawning.

"Alright," I say with a sigh, turning on my heels to walk out.

I open the door with full enthusiasm. I am gonna be able to fight again! And go to school! 

I go to Alan's and I's room and knock on the door. Not sure if I can just walk into a room full of guys.

"Come in."

I roll my eyes at him. I swear if he is just waking up. I open the door and he and all his friends are there. A few eye me from head to toe, making me feel self-conscious and I cross my arms over my chest. They are all in p.js, the majority not wearing shirts making this even more uncomfortable.

"We are leaving in an hour, we're gonna leave you if you're not ready," I say trying to sound confident as I resist the urge to fidget, look down or let my voice become soft.

"How long have you been ready?" Alan says resting his arms on his legs.

"Five AM," I say with a small smile.

"You do realize how precious beauty sleep is right? You could probably use it." One of the guys says smirking at me.

The others ooh. Oh, it's on. (I need to stop spending so much time with guys.)

"Oh please, my straightener is hotter than you."

"Whew, need some ice for that!" One of them shouts.

"Least I can reach the top shelf without a stool."

"Yeah, god only lets things grow till their perfect. Guess you needed some work."

"Alright, you have officially earned your place." One of the guys sitting next to Alan says as he scoots over.

"I'm good. We'll be at the front doors if you're not there in thirty Cherry is going to drag you so you might want to get ready." I say turning and walking out as the guys chuckle.

I take a deep breath now that I'm out and begin walking to the room. I haven't seen Gage at all so I keep an eye out so that I can always know the nearest exit. Although I'm not really that worried. 

I walk back into the room and the girls are all dressed up and have their hair all nicely done.

"About time. He commin, or are we leaving him?" Willow says touching up the little makeup that coats her face

"He should be."

"Alright, let's go," Cherry says grabbing her bags.

Me and Willow do the same as we file out, trying to control these huge suitcases. I am last out the door and close it behind me as we walk to the front door with smiles on our faces and bags in hand. It takes awhile but we make it to the door with our main adults standing there and Alan already there.

He sends me a smug look and I stick my tongue out at him as we walk over.

"Let's go," Andrew says motioning for us to walk out the front door and he and one of the others hold them open for us.

I grip my bags tightly. I won't ever be coming back unless on my terms. It's not all that I tell you. It's much worse and we have to try our hardest here to make the best of it. We are all lucky. Just think that you need to know that.

We walk out to the four cars which we each know well. We all either put our bags in the trunk or back seat before saying our goodbyes and getting in the back seat or front seat of the car. 

I take the front seat and buckle up as I lean against the window. The sun reflects off a few parts of the building causing the sun to reflect on my face and I squint. It's a good morning. One that makes most smile. It's just a little cold the breeze blows away the warmth from the sun that casts a yellow glow. You can see every dust particle and it's a beautiful kind of frozen. The concrete is only cold in the shadows and when you step onto an open part you can feel the warmth it holds. Sorry that was more like a sappy poem than a description but, you get the point.

Andrew opens the side door letting a cool breeze replace any sort of heat and takes a seat as he starts the car. 

The drive takes a little bit. We pass a little of the town but mostly countryside. I know Leo. My older brother. He isn't mean or absolutely evil from my little knowledge but he isn't nice either. I do know his parents are gone on the weekends so he throws A LOT of parties that I am invited to but never goes.

 We have never talked before but he knows I'm bullied and stays out of it. Which earns him a bunch of points on my end. I don't need help when I'm being bullied and I feel like a burden if others do help. So I try my hardest to hide it and keep it away from others. Guess that tells one side of why I feel like I owe the guys.

I have no clue about my ten-year-old brother Asher or my nine-year-old sister, Rain. I figure me and Leo have to pick them up after school and bring them home too since his parents are always gone, according to him anyway.

We soon reach a gravel pathway when we reach the beautiful home. There is a pond to the right with a dock, waterfall, lily pads and an island in the middle with a paddle boat by the dock and a large tree with sagging branches hangs out next to it. To the left is a huge field with a small shack and chicken coop in the center with a stone path leading to it.

The house is beautiful as well, made of a moderate oakwood and full sized windows by the front door with steps leading to it. It has a huge deck that on the right, wraps around to the back. It's a two story with a high roof and windows with silk curtains covering each one. It's a sort of house you normally only see in magazines. It's breathtakingly beautiful.

Andrew pulls up to the driveway and parks, turning off the car. I take a breath as I unbuckle my seat and step out after Andrew. I close the door taking another look at the house when the door opens.

Andrew doesn't notice and pops the trunk as I head over to get my bags. A woman with light skin dressed in yoga pants, tennis shoes and a loose purple blouse with her hair down comes closer with a warm smile on her face. She looks so young, what kind of family is this?

Andrew looks over as he pulls out one bag and I pull out the other. Putting them in both hands and closing the trunk when she comes face to face with Andrew.

"Good to see you made it Mr. Baker! How have you been?"

"Pretty good, how have you been?"

"Just fine, hope the drive wasn't too bad."

"Not at all. Beth, this is Mrs. Gaby Elliot. Mrs. Elliot this is Beth." Andrew says pushing me forward a little to make me let go of my bags.

I return her smile but mine is a bit more unintentionally shy as I am horrible at meeting people who I know nothing about. I am about to reach out a hand but instead, she pulls me into a hug.

"Nice to meet you," I say trying to sound more confident but my anxiety and self-consciousness are skyrocketing.

"Nice to meet you too!" She says pulling from the hug and smiling at me.

We all stand there for a small moment before she looks to Andrew.

"Why don't you all come in? I just finished making some breakfast."

"Sure, but I can't stay for long," Andrew says looking to me.

I walk over and grab my bags as she leads us inside. They are hard to pull across the gravel but, I'll live.

We make it to the stairs though and Andrew grabs a bag to help me up. The house inside is even more amazing. (Picture below is floor plan of the house).


 I leave my bags at the door and she leads us up a few steps, past a stairwell upstairs to a kitchen, dining room and living room. I am just in awe right now. I look past and see an outdoor pool out the window which makes me wonder if they won the lottery even more. Or if I did.

She grabs a few plates out with some glasses and I come over helping her grab the cups.

"Thank you." She says smiling and rubbing my shoulder with her free hand.

"No problem," I say bring the cups to the counter. 

"Mrs. Elliot if you don't mind directing Beth to her room before we eat so we may talk?"

"Sure thing. Just walk out from here to the other staircase and to your right will be a room with a bathroom, that's yours."

"Thanks," I say heading out.

I grab my bags and go up. The door I first see after hauling up the bags is one covered in blue, black and green stickers with keeping out signs and 'Asher' written on a sign that hangs off the door. I look down to the left and see a door covered in pink stickers and whatnot with 'Rain st' in the center. The room at the very end is blank. I look over to the right and see two other doors.

The door on the end has a mess of different sticker marks that were attempted to be removed but just couldn't next to a door with a few small sticker marks but almost blank. I walk over to it and open the door to see a perfectly organized, pink, white, black and gold room. 

It is amazing. It has a full-sized bay window with pink, black and white curtains and pillows. The bed is the same colors with a beautiful white and black pattern with pink pillows and an extra blanket at the end. It also has a bookshelf, vanity and a plastic ball hanging from the ceiling with a blanket and pillow inside. Next to the bed is a vanity with an alarm clock. Screaming Banshee's (Aka the oldest alarm clock from my old house.) half-sisters cousin's friend. 

I leave my bags by the bed and quietly make my way back down to eavesdrop. What I hear is something I could live without hearing.






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