Well if you guys haven't noticed, I'm trying to rush these first few chapter. It's this because I want to bring a major character in. Once he's in then I'll start the details. So please just bear with me for a while.
3rd Chapter! Here comes your California girls! Enjoy!
☆ Callie ☆
When I got home I locked myself in my room. How the fuck am I going to face Duke!? I'm sure when he gets home he's going to nag me about his car. And I don't really want to see him at the moment.
The doorbell rang. I checked the monitor to see who's there. I gaped and immediately opened the door. "Aunt Nora!" I gave her a big hug "Come in!"
"How's uncle Sam and Trish?" I asked I lead her to the couch.
"They're doing good. Your uncle has some business here and Trish's dying to see you so she asked me to get you." She smiled
"Trisha's here!?" I squealed.
"Yes dear, she's at our summer house. Would you like to come with me and see her?" Aunt Nora asked. As if she didn't already know my answer. "Yes!"
When we entered their house Trish saw me, she squealed and gave me a big hug.
"Callie! I miss you so much!" she said squeezing me tight.
"Me too Trish" I said squeezing her back.
"I would have picked you up myself if mom let me" She gave her mom a playful narrow glare. "She thinks I'd hook up with one of the hot models at your apartment."
Aunt Nora slightly shook her head smiling. "Can you really blame me for thinking like that? Last time you visited there you hooked up with a random guy along the way." Trish rolled her eyes.
The 3 of us talked for hours. I trust both of them and even though Aunt Nora's a mom an all, she's totally cool and understands us teenagers, so I told them about Duke.
Their jaws dropped.
"What a M@!#<? F#>~-? S%# of a B!^&#" Trish full on swore.
"Trish, watch your language!" Aunt Nora said. Then she turned towards me and looked at me with pity. "But that does seem really awful. Are you alright dear?"
"I don't know. I can't even stand the fact that I'm living above him." I felt tears run down my face.
They both hugged me.
"Do you want me to bash him up?" Trish asked with a serious face.
I shook my head.
"Is there anything we can do?" Aunt Nora asked.
"Yes. Kill me, take my eyes off, anything! I just don't want to see him ever again!" I cried.
"Honey, don't say that." Aunt Nora patted my back.
I continued crying.
Suddenly Aunt Nora asked "How about you come live with us?" I froze and looked at her with wide eyes. Then I looked at Trish who actually seemed delighted about it. Did I just hear her right? Did she just ask me to live with them? "HUH?" was all I could project.
"Why don't you stay with us in Los Angeles? I'm sure you're mom wouldn't mind." Aunt Nora said. I stared at her for a long time trying to process what she just offered. I mean go to LA? What bout my friends!? And Cassie!?