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After dinner, I went to my room to check my phone for any messages. I went to the kitchen to see Dad cleaning off the table and no Sierra helping. "I'll help you," I started taking dishes to the sink and start to clean them. After I did that, I went to find Josh but that didn't take long because he was sitting on the couch with Sierra uncomfortably close to him.

"You're cute, you know that right?" Sierra bit her lip, anger boiled inside of me. "Y-yeah, my girlfriend always calls me cute," Josh looked super uncomfortable. "Yeah, I do think he's cute," I leaned against the doorway, Sierra glaring at me. Josh looked relieved that I was there. Sierra got up, going to the kitchen to find my dad.

"Thanks for that," Josh kissed my cheek as I sat next to him. "I'm surprised that my dad actually likes that Slut," I played with Josh's hair. "I love your hair, Kar," he kissed the top of my head, playing with my curls.

"And I love yours. It's soft," I giggled. "I hope your dad breaks it off soon," Josh put his arm around me. "Karter, I need to talk to you for a moment," Dad called me into the kitchen as Sierra walked out. "Yes?" I asked, leaning on the counter. "I asked Sierra to marry me and she said yes," dad was grinning. I was not.

"What?! Haven't you two only been dating like two weeks?" I tried so hard not to scream. "Two years actually," dad's grin faded. I went out to where Josh was on his phone. "What's wrong?" I liked how he was able to tell when I'm upset. "My dad asked Sierra to marry her. And I don't want to live with that slut!" I groaned, rubbing my face.

"Then why don't you come live with me? I live up one floor," Josh pointed out. "That's a good idea. Dad?" I went to the kitchen where dad was on his phone. "If Sierra's gonna live with you, I'm gonna live with Josh. He lives up on floor," I crossed my arms. "I'm not sure-" "Dad, I'm 19 and I don't like Sierra. It's not your choice," I went to my room to pack. Josh came into my room to help me and we were done within an hour. I kissed my dad goodbye then left with Josh as we went upstairs. "I only have my room so we can share a room," Josh took the bags he was carrying to his room which had some furniture and a queen sized bed. "That works. Just as long as I'm away from that slut," I grabbed some pajamas, going to the bathroom to change.

This is gonna be better than living with that slut my dad's gonna marry.