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Chapter 38: Warrior Anastasia
At 10 o'clock in the morning we heard news that the St Mary's Mental Institution was officially closed after having found that evidence of severe misconduct.
Well, thank goodness for that.
Where's the logic in getting crazy people to treat crazy people?
Yeah, there is no logic in that.
Little Dylan had really been enjoying his time here, last night after Nathan and Hunter left we all watched another Home Alone movie and it felt...right.
He fitted in so well and I couldn't help but notice mom taking a real liking to him. She even stayed home longer than usual this time.
In fact, I'm actually on my way to her room to speak to her about little Dylan.
"Mom?" I asked as I peeked into her room. It's unusually dark in here and why is the closet door open and looking scarily empty?
*Creak*
I jumped in the air, (not as dramatic as it sounds), damn it. It was just the door.
"Mom?" I asked again stepping inside warily. I feel like I'm those stereotypical dumb blondes in those horror movies.
The grudge could be behind me and Freddy Krueger hiding in the closet for all I know.
Something touched my shoulder and I let out a terrified scream and so did the thing.
I turned to see what it was that scared me half to death.
As I turned, expecting Freddy Krueger to eat me alive, I let out another scream.
The thing was hideous, oh wait it was Dylan, but that didn't mean he looked any better than Freddy Krueger.
"Damn it Dylan you scared the hell out of me, what are you even wearing?" I questioned curiously, upon inspecting closely I realised it was one of my mom's beauty masks.
"Dylan?" I said gesturing to his face, giving him a weirded out look.
"What? It takes a lot to keep this masterpiece" He gestures to his face, "looking good" He finished off by caressing his own face and left to go to his room.
"I told dad he should've let me leave you in the asylum" I muttered under my breath as he left.
"Anastasia?" Mom came through her bathroom taking a seat on her bed.
"Hey mom, you know how you've been complaining about those masks of yours going missing? Yeah well I think you should ask have a serious talk with your son about that." I said as I slumped on her bed beside her.
"Oh I know honey, I can't blame him though, that face of his needs a lot of work"
"Nice" I said laughing.
"Momma got jokes." She laughed as she turned her bedside lights on.
I pulled a grossed out face, "ew."
"What?" She asked innocently.
"Don't say things like that." I told her still withholding my expression.
"Yeah yeah, what did you need Tassy?" She shrugged it off.
"I've been meaning to talk to you." I said sitting down next to her.
"Hm, what about?" She asked looking sceptical.
"Dylan."
"Which one?" She asked with a smile. Yep, guess that's going to w happening a lot.
"Oh right, little Dylan." I clarified, "Mom, he needs a stable and loving home. Especially after the things he's been through..."
"I agree." My mother stated, "That's why we're trying really hard to find a good home."
"Actually... What if we were that home?" I slowly told her.
I mean wouldn't that be the best option?
"Anastasia. Your father and I are hardly ever home. And we'll need a fostering license an- and I don't know." She spoke gently
"Come on mom you can't use that excuse I mean me and Dylan were fine and you can get one easily, I've already researched," I argued the best I could.
"That was because you had Uncle John to look after you and we hardly travelled then." She rebutted.
Yeah, Uncle John always looked after us. Until he died. Sad, I know.
"But little Dylan has us, me, Dylan, Trey, Nathan and even Hunter, come on please mom he's spent basically his whole life in hell, I don't want to risk sending him into that again. What if he didn't like the new home we find for him? What if they aren't good people? I mean staying with us is the best option, it's not like we would struggle financially, you and dad practically make millions a day, he's used to us and he's happy with us. Please mom?" I said frantically, desperately hoping for her to say yes.
She let out a big sigh and grabbed my hand in hers.
"Look honey, I'm not sure it's such a good idea-"
"-Bu-" she held up a finger signaling she isn't finished.
"But he's a good kid and he seems to have attached himself into all our hearts so I guess for now yes he can stay" She said smiling.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, you are the best mom in the whole wide world. I love you" I screamed as I ran down the stairs to tell everyone the good news.
As I ran I bumped into something.
"Ouch" a cute little voice spoke from below me. I look down to see little Dylan on the floor rubbing his head.
"Hey bud, had a nice fall?" I said as I ruffled his hair.
He pulled his curly hair and groaned, "why does everyone do that! It's not cute!" He said.
"Yes it is." I ruffled his hair again.
He looked up and glared at me but I could see the his mouth twitching, trying to hide his smile.
"I'm not talking to you now, you made me mad" He huffed and crossed his arms across his chest, looking to the side snootily.
"Well that's too bad I guess you don't want to hear the good news then huh?" I said rocking myself backwards and forwards, with my hands behind my back.
His head snapped up to me and he gave me a suspicious look.
"What good news?" He questioned seeming really curious.
"Oh it's nothing just the fact that we found you a new home!" I screamed in excitement.
I expected him to be as happy as I was but instead he gave a small smile but didn't say anything, he didn't look happy, he looked sad.
"Hey what happened? did I say something wrong? I thought you'd be happy staying with us" After I said that his head head snapped up once again but this time his eyes lit up with happiness.
"Staying here? Really?" He sniffed and rubbed his eyes.
"Of course what did you think I meant?"
"I thought you meant as in you found somewhere else, I don't want to go anywhere else I love it here" He suddely stood up and hugged me.
I should've worded that better, he thought I was getting happy that I'd found him a house elsewhere. Hah, no way.
He was crying, he tried to hide it but i could feel his tears seeping through my jeans but only slightly of course.
"Hey you're not going anywhere, you're staying here with us, and nobody can say otherwise okay, now stop crying and let's tell the others."
He nodded and wiped his eyes with the tissue I gave him.
We both made our way downstairs happily. We walked in to the living room and found Hunter and Trey sitting on my couch.
"Hey" I said dragging the 'e', confused as to how they got in.
They both looked up at the same time and a smile came across Trey's lips.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the brave and almighty Warrior Anastasia." He spoke as he stood up, walking towards me.
"Stop being weird, Trey." I told him as I gave him a weird look myself.
"What an honour you did for the community by releasing all these crazy people," He smirked at me.
"Hey bubble brain I'm not crazy!" Little Dylan shouted angrily at Trey, while stomping his foot.
He was too cute.
"Oh hey little guy didn't see you there and plus I was talking about Nathan." Trey said ruffling up little dylans hair like I had earlier.
"You spoke in plural, Prince Charles. You said, and I quote," little Dylan put his hands up and mimed speech marks "all these crazy people." Dylan gave Trey a very hard glare.
"Hey. First of all Prince Charles is an old and wrinkly man." Trey stated looking offended, he's used to girls loving his accent.
"What's your point." Dylan said smirking.
I couldn't help but laugh at this. Their banter was awesome as Dylan had great comebacks.
Plus, Dylan is way more sassier when he's comfortable!
I love it!
Trey rolled his eyes and continued, "Second, I spoke in plural because I was referring to Nathan's weird friend inside of him remember." Trey explained, he was talking about Nathan's other personality, the one that called me Ana.
"Yeah, sure. Pip pip, cheerio! Lovely day. Jolie good." Little Dylan imitated a stereotypical British accent even though we all knew they don't really say those things. At least some of them.
"What are you even saying? Is that even english?!" Little Dylan threw his hands in the air and squinted his eyes acting confused.
"You're just plain evil." Trey said feigning hurt.
Just then Nathan walked in.
How are these people entering the house!
"Hey!" Nathan called whilst little Dylan and I sniggered.
"Hi." Trey said waving at him with a silly grin.
Nathan rolled his eyes and plumped himself on my couch.
"Yeah sure take a seat! Make yourself feel at home." I said sarcastically, "no don't be shy. Please."
They all ignored me and everyone proceeded to sit on the couch.
"Little one, come here and sit with me. Let me teach you a few things about life." Trey said with an evil grin as he ushered little Dylan towards him.
"Oh, no, no, no. Trey don't even think about corrupting his innocent mind." I said while pulling his ear and moving him away from little Dylan.
"Ow, ow, ow, okay, okay I won't" He screamed in pain as I pushed him on the couch.
"Geez woman you nearly pulled out my ear." He complained.
"Geez woman you nearly pulled out my ear." Little Dylan mimicked Trey in a high pitch voice earning a deathly glare from Trey.
"So what are you guys doing here anyways? And how did you get in to my house? Not that I don't want you to be but a girl needs a little warning before being bombarded by animals." I said while crossing my arms and giving them a hard stare.
"Where's the girl?" Nathan shot.
"Ha. Ha." I dryly replied.
"I came to eat" Trey said nonchalantly while walking towards my kitchen.
"Okay and you?" I asked Hunter, dropping myself on the couch beside him.
He shrugged "Just hm" He shrugged once again, while changing the channel on the T.V.
I looked at him in amusment. "And what does 'hm' mean?"
Once again he shrugged "just you know hm"
Just when he was going to say something else, a huge force landed in Hunter's arms.
"Hunter!" Mika, Trey's little brother screamed appearing of nowhere.
"Hey little man" Hunter responded with a nice smile.
He was probably missing his little brother, Kai, so much. And his little sister.
"Hi loser!" Mika greeted me.
Evil like Trey he was.
"Oh sorry, I mean. Brave and almighty Warrior Anastasia." He said sarcastically waving his hands to hail forth.
I evil eyed him and said hi. Then I glared at Trey who was sniggering.
Hunter sat beside me completely nonchalant and relaxed.
Usually he doesn't like loud noises and it was like a madhouse right now.
"Dylan come here" I grabbed little Dylan's hand and introduced him to Mika.
"Why don't you two get to know each other, you can play upstairs in the game room, Dylan will show you where it is Mika."
"You have a game room?" Mika asked excitedly all wide-eyed.
"They do and it's aweesommeee!" Little Dylan said in a sing song voice.
"Race you there." Mika says leaping for the stairs.
"You don't know where it is dumbo!" Little Dylan shouted and ran after him.
I smiled at the sight of two of them.
"So I'm guessing he's staying here?" Hunter questioned, referring to little Dylan.
"Yeah, you know he started crying when I told him we found a new home for him, said he wanted to live with us and that he loved it here" I stared up the stairs the direction the two kids went up.
"Of course he does, kid's a little devil isn't he?" He responded smirking.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"Let's just say he's gonna grow up to be a big player."
I was still confused but decided it was something between the two of them and let it go.
"You guys didn't answer my question by the way..." I spoke out loud again, as I noticed Nathan fall asleep on the couch and Trey coming back in with some snacks, "How'd you get in?"
"We took Nathan's key off of him before he went to the looney house." Trey said.
I looked surprised and faced Hunter, "So how did Nathan get in?" I asked still confused.
"Oh I think I might've left the door open." Trey clarified.
"Would you like your key back?" Hunter asked me in a very polite manner holding a key in his hand.
"No it's okay, keep it." I said waving it off.
"Hey Trey, you used to come to our school before you moved back to England, right?" I asked him.
"Yeah." He nodded in conformation.
"So how comes I never saw you?" I literally do not recall seeing him ever.
"Because you weren't looking? Duh." He said in obvious tone, "I'm kidding it's cause I hardly ever came."
"Huh." I said wondering.
"But you know that park near your house," He said.
"What about it?" I asked.
"You know the broken swing,"
"Again, what about it?" I replied.
He pointed to himself, "that was me." He claimed proudly.
"Dude, how much did you weigh?" I asked him, laughing. I can't believe they still haven't got that thing fixed.
"No. I was trying to pull a stunt. Didn't end up too well." Trey said awkwardly.
"Well I hope you feel proud. You have deprived children of a swing."
Trey shrugged.
"Want to know how he broke it?" Hunter asked mischievously, his eyes still set on the screen.
"Yeah." I said at the same time Trey said "no".
"Another day, Anastasia. That's a story for another day." He said slowly.
Now it had me wondering.
Trey grinned and stuck a tongue out at me.
"Whatever Trey, you're still a loser for breaking a swing." I stated confidently whilst rolling my eyes.
"Yo Hunter, control your girl." Trey said throwing a gummy worm at Hunter.
"Control your mouth." Hunter replied, throwing the worm back at him without looking.
Just then my dad walked in and so did Dylan.
They hadn't seen us yet as they were talking to each other.
That's when my dad fully turned around and entered the room.
"Who are you people and why are you here?" My dad asked as little Dylan and Mike scurried past him.
"Hi sir." Trey stood up and walked towards him and waved at him excitedly as if he was meeting a celebrity.
He then shook his hand, "it's an honour Mr. Dyer."
Dad gives him a confused look and an awkward 'am I supposed to know you?' smile.
"I stayed at one of your hotels in New York once. Fantastic service." Trey said all hyped up.
Dylan also greeted Trey with a handshake and then he came inside and did the same to Hunter.
My dad made his way over to Nathan, pushing him off the couch.
"You Nathaniel should know that I sit here." My dad said as Nathan quickly readjusted himself.
"You boy! Remote." My dad nodded at Hunter who got up and placed it in his hands.
"If you'll excuse me sir, I'd like to take Anastasia out with me. If that's alright with you that is." Hunter asked him with the upmost politeness.
"Where are you taking her?" My dad looked at Hunter and scrutinised him.
Hunter managed to say the location quietly enough so that I couldn't hear.
I pouted but was very excited. I love surprises!
"Nice." My dad said looking impressed, "she'll like it." My dad approved and just as Hunter was walking my way, my dad called out to him.
"Just don't kill her." He said and I widened my eyes in fear.
"I make no promises." Hunter chuckled and his laughter died down when he approached me and grabbed my hand; pulling me up.
"Get your coat and shoes on, we're going out" He demanded.
"No." I said straight away.
He looked at me confused and surprised.
"Just kidding." I smiled at his beautiful face. "Wait." I told him.
I grabbed my keys from the table and opened the door.
"I'm driving!" I shouted as I reached my car.
"Okay" He responded in amusment.
I don't know what he found funny but I shrugged it off.
As we sat in the car I realised I had no idea where we were going.
I sheepishly turned to see Hunter with a lazy smile and a twinkle in his eyes as he held out his hand for the keys.
I felt my heart melt a little at the sight of his face.
I gave him the keys and frowned.
We attempted to swap seats very awkwardly without getting out of the actual car because we were lazy people, I moved over to the passenger side as he moved to the drivers seat.
"So, where are we going?" I questioned but he didn't respond.
The rest of the ride I kept quiet and so did he, no surprise there. But it was a nice type of quiet, calming.
Soon enough Hunter parked in a parking lot. I was too lost in my thoughts to even notice where we were.
"We should have brought Dylan and Mik- Oh my god" I gasped " Dylan and Mika! We just left them at home!"
"They have Trey, Nathan, Dylan and your dad" Hunter responded while taking out a bag from the backseat.
"Even more reason to worry" I muttered under my breath as I calmed down.
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