Missy is Aunt Bessie's daughter, her life is a living hell and the only place feels like heaven is her own home. What if Hank and Bessie's sister comes along? Will curtain feelings spark? Will Missy read within the lines of her crush?
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It's night time of the following day, my body wants to stay up so I walk out to my room and outisde to see Hank with some tools in a box
" hm, not used to finding somebody else out here" I joked as I approached him and sit down on a chair near Hank
" sorry, want me to go inside?" Hank questioned me
" no" I answers, " unless, are you not supposed to be out here? Will your mother care?"
" she's asleep" Hank informed
" I don't see any harm in it" I shrugged, " we're all really glad you're here"
" yeah, we should do it again in like another seventeen years" Hank said sarcasticly
" to tell you the truth, I don't think your mom and mine haven't always gotten along" I honestly said
" uh-huh"
I look down at my hands
" this town and my school is like hell" I suddenly say, " people in the streets are like drunk"
" so, do you ever wish you just die?" Hank asked
" don't say that!" I denied, " sure, it's hell, but sure it'll get better"
" why not?" Hank asked
" cause... It's rude" I answers
" you know, I haven't made up my mind about gettin' tested yet" Hank changed the subject
That's why their here?.
" okay" I nodded, I eye on his tools, " what are you doing with those tools?"
" oh, I was just lookin' at 'em, I'll put 'em back" Hank answers
" I didn't think you were gonna steal 'em, Hank" I smile at him, " you can have 'em if you want"
" really?" Hank asked unsure, " you're just gonna give 'em to me?"
" sure I'm sure!" I answers, " why not?"
" wow, these are really cool tools" Hank looks at them
" yeah, they were your grand dad's" I informed, " I think he'd like you to have them"
" the hospitalsl probably won't let me keep them anyway" Hank said sadly
" well, you're not going to be in there forever" I replied
" when I go back, they're going to move me into a place for adults" Hank explained
" why?" I asked curiously
" I turn eighteen in like three weeks" Hank answers
" oh!"I grinned, " happy birthday!"
" you know, if the fire hadn't spread up the street, it wouldn't be such a big deal" Hank shrugged, " but not they want to make sure I'm not some sort of a threat"
