Bella Leticia Zambada-García walked into the Gallagher house. Today was the day she told Carl, she left in three days and even though he might hate her forever-she just wanted him to be happy a little bit longer. When she entered the kitchen, Carl jumped up at the sight of her. "Bella! I went down the laundry chute!" He says excitedly and she smiled happily, knowing how long he's wanted to do that. And then he dragged her out of the house because Grammy Gallagher was on her way downstairs.
"Carl I have to tell you something.." She starts but he cut her off.
"Fiona says I have to buy school clothes and Debs said you should pick my stuff for me. Apparently I have no sense of style" He says, quoting back to his sister's words from earlier as they walked with their hands intertwined.
"Okayy" Bella nods. "But I still have to talk to you" She stops, and pulls him back so he'll look at her.
"What?" He asks, trying to act like he didn't know. Veronica had told Debbie, who told Carl that Bella didn't know when she was ever gonna come back to Chicago and after several small holes were punched into the wall-V and Debs convinced him that Bella only wasn't telling him because she loved him. He understood, he would never want to hurt her feelings either and it was nice acting like he didn't know. It made it easier.
"My mom says this is apparently my last summer in Chicago" Bella says nervously but is surprised to find no shock across his face.
Carl sighs and looks up. "Debbie told me"
"What?!" Bella asks in shock. "I didn't even tell her!
"Yea but V told her and she told me" He shrugs, still holding her hand. "I know why you didn't tell me. It's okay" Carl reassures and they keep walking.
"Oh. Well that's good" She says, looking around. "Why didn't you tell me you knew?"
"You were right about not telling me. It's better when I act like it's not gonna happen" Carl explains and she nods in agreement. They stop again to look at each other. "So maybe we should just keep doing that"
"Okay" Bella says. "I think that might be a good idea actually"
"And you say I never have good ideas" Carl scoffs, making her smile before kissing her cheek. These were gonna be a long three days.
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Carl groaned, throwing the beads he stole from Bella on the ground in frustration. She had taught him how to make bracelets before many times but he forgot. Debbie watched him in the doorway, leaning against the frame. "What's wrong with you?"
Carl looked up at her with a sigh and a solemn look on his face. "I wanted to make something for Bella before she leaves"
"Oh" His sister says, walking into the room and sitting on the floor with him. "Well I could help. I could make it pretty too, I still have some extra butterfly beads from when we made V a necklace"
