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Chapter 8: A Trip to Another Hell

8:12 A.M., Upstairs Corridors

A week had passed since the dreadful night announcing my annexation into this family; I’ve never felt so isolated in my life. I haven’t received a single phone call, my cell phone was missing, and my laptop was gone. Every day I grew angrier and more depressed. What the hell is going on? Where is everyone I had spent my life with? Was I really that replaceable?

I sank down onto the floor and flailed my arms and legs in frustration.

I needed my life back. I needed my parents, Phil and Melinda, back. I need Ace, and Millie, and even Malcolm. I wouldn’t mind a noggie from Derek or an insult from Rachael. I’d love a hug from the littlest Maloney, Ashley, or just to see our crazy dog Homer or whatever the hell Ashley named it this time. I wanted my chickadees back; I always felt right at home with Maggie, Goose, Emily, and Gabe. Seeing Arnold or Winifred would be a pleasure.

However, if they didn’t want me, they won’t have me. I’ll make a family out of these strangers and show them.

I’m f*cking Dustin Mal— Rayvine McWilliams! I corrected myself.

Nothing could hurt me. Nothing would hurt me.

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8:31 A.M., Kitchen

I furiously chopped into the onions with rage. I imagined they were Nathaniel’s arrogant little head then slice! Being here, wherever I am, was turning me into a psychopath.

Actually, where on the blue Earth am I really?

I slammed down the knife and nearly sliced my finger, but that’s beside the point. I squinted my eyes and backed away from the kitchen counter for a moment. Suddenly, I was infuriated.

Why don’t I know where I am? Why don’t I know the people I’m staying with? Why do I keep complaining? I’m at least fortunate enough to have a huge house to live in temporarily even if it’s not a home filled with loved ones.

With a heavy sigh, I carefully flipped the last omelet and a small forced smile broke out on my face.

“Breakfast’s ready, come and eat it up!”

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9:01 A.M., Family Dining Room

This breakfast was an excellent way to pave my path toward assimilation. Everyone — as in Sugar Magnolia, Rose Clover, Winston, Trace, Barney and Andy — was enjoying themselves. I was as well, especially since Nathaniel and adults were excluded in this little get together.

“Are you serious? Were not even thirty miles from my hometown? So if I were to just go for a jog, a thirty mile jog, I’d be home?” I pondered out loud as my heart thudded with hope. This changes everything. Home isn’t too far away. Barney’s words had literally just made me the happiest girl on this Earth.

“Actually this is your home now, but yeah. If you just keep straight down this road, you’d eventually be at your old house. I’m surprised you don’t know that, you came here all the time when you were younger.” Barney shrugged while chugging down another glass of orange juice. When he slammed it down the glass actually shattered a tad at the bottom. It took effort to restrain from giving him an odd look. Does he not realize his own strength?

“Ray, why are you so curious as to where you are all of a sudden, it’s not like you're leaving any time  soon. You’re engaged to my brother there was an entire ceremony about it to, that you completely effed up by the way. But I’m not complaining, takes a strong woman to publicly humiliate herself for revenge.” He winked before stuffing a pancake into his mouth.

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