I Am Happy... by Evil Angel97 (popular novels TXT) 📕

We sat there for a couple of seconds until I saw a man who looked to be about in his late thirties come out onto the front porch. He signaled for us to get out of the truck. I hesitated but when I saw the look Isaac was giving me I opened the door.

"Isaac. How was school?" His voice had a gentle tone to it. But it held a note of surprise when he saw me. I must still have mascara all over my face. I went to pull my hood up when suddenly something grabbed my hand. I jerked it back but then calmed down when I saw a lady who didn't look much younger than his dad looking at me.

"Sorry, dear. You have leaves stuck in your hair. Maternal instincts kicking in." She dropped her hands and backed up a couple of feet looking surprised. Just then I heard Isaac speak up. "It was okay. Made a new friend. But, there are some ass holes that followed us up from a park that Casey here was showing me. And I may or may not have hit one of them..." 

His dad didn't look the least bit surprised. His mother, on the other hand, took a sharp breath in. "Isaac! I thought we talked about this. You agreed to at least try and go a week without any serious trouble!" I let out a shaky laugh at that. They all turned to look at me. This time when I pulled my hood up, nobody stopped me. 

I was just getting ready to say something when Isaac said, "Casey, this is my mom and dad, or as you can call them, Shayla and Dane." I stuck my hand out, but was instead met by an embrace from his mother. I was surprised. But then was even more surprised when his dad hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

As we headed inside his mother started talking. "It's very nice to meet you Casey. Isaac doesn't make friends very well. As you can see he looks slightly intimidating. Not just from his general appearance, but from his build." I knew what she was keeping back. But didn't say anything until Isaac said, "It's okay Mom. I told her. She's cool with it. In fact-" He shot me a look to make sure it was okay to tell them that I was bi. When I nodded my head he continued. "She's actually bi-sexual. She's got no problem with the piercings either. None of it. She's totally cool." 

As he said this he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me in closer to him. "Found myself a buddy. She found herself a body guard." His dad smiled warmly at me and said, "Well, that's wonderful. You're welcome anytime Casey. So, do your parents know you're here? Or do you need to let them know where you are?" Isaac shot him a look and he immediatly quieted.

"Well, now that all that's sorted out, why don't we go inside?" His mother was headed up the steps. His father following quickly behind. I stood still not knowing what to do. When Isaac grabbed my hand and led me up the steps I followed without comment. "Let me see your bag and jacket. I'll go put them up in my room." I took them off, grateful that I was wearing a long sleeved shirt. I tugged the sleeves down and then crossed my arms. I stood in their living room awkwardly waiting for him to come back down.

After five minutes had passed and he still hadn't returned I turned towards the stairs. Well, I showed him my house. Why not take a look around his? I headed quietly up the stairs and came to a landing. Looking around I could see a short hall with a door at the end. This door had "Do Not Enter" signs all over it in rainbow letters and skulls. So, he's got pride in his sexual orientation. But he doesn't like people. Wow.

I was about to start calling out for him when I heard a voice behind me. "Who the hell are you?" I jumped and turned to see a guy who looked like he was a few years older than Isaac. I pulled my arms in closer to me and said, "I'm a friend of Isaac's... I'm Casey." When I offered my hand he didn't take it. Nor did he try and hug me. "What ever. Tell him that he shouldn't be leaving random strangers by themselves in our house. Bad things could happen..." He said this in a way that made me know he was joking. But it still gave me the creeps.

"I'll make sure to do that..." I backed up a couple of feet and stopped when I hit a door. "Do you have any idea where he would be?" He just laughed and shrugged. "I don't know anything that goes on in this house. Hey, you got a smoke? Isaac took my last pack and wouldn't give it back." I couldn't help but smile to myself knowing where that pack of cigarettes was. "Yeah. Except, they're in my bag. Which your brother has..."

"Isaac! You gotta give this poor girl her smokes back! Come on dude. She's shaking like a leaf." This time he wrapped an arm around me and led me to the door. What was with this family and touching? It took all my self control not to shrug out of his embrace. "Hold on! I'm changing. Jeez, Jordan. You gotta give me a minute." I heard him walk to the door. When he opened it he was standing in just a pair of pajama bottoms. 

He held out his hand and opened it. It contained my cigarettes and his lighter. "Here. I'm getting you a new lighter by the way. That's the only one I have."

I laughed and took the from him handing one to Jordan. "Oh, yeah. I'm Jordan, Isaac's adopted brother." He still had an arm around me but didn't have me pulled in as close as he did at first. I subtly pulled myself away from him and went to stand by Isaac.

"So, what are we going to do?" I looked at him and waited for an answer. "Well, I thought you could just hang out up here in my room with me. Is that okay? Or we could go downstairs with my parents..." I thought about this for a minute then said, "Ah. Might as well go downstairs. I like your parents. They're nice." I heard his brother walking down the stairs when I suddenly realized he'd taken my whole pack. "By the way I'll be needing my cigarettes back before I leave Jordan!" I heard him laugh as he went down the stairs. "Okay. Brother. Nice. Parents. Nice. Truck. Nice. Expect me to be over here a lot." He laughed and turned back into his room and started pulling something from my bag. 

"What are you-" He held up my iPod and phone. "Oh. Yeah, those might be good things to have. I took them and stuck them in my pockets. Making sure my sleeves were down I looked over at the stairs where his dad had suddenly appeared. 

"Is Casey going to stay for dinner?" He looked at me then at Isaac then back to me. 

"Yeah. She is. Is it okay if she stays over actually?" His dad got a confused look on his face but said, "I'll talk to your mother about it. Dinner's going to be ready in a few minutes. Want to come down?" 

"Yeah. Let me put on a shirt real fast." He turned back into his room and pulled a shirt from his bed. "All right, let's go. My mom's making lasagna. You a picky eater?" I shook my head and started feeling around for my wallet. "Shit. Did you see my wallet in there?" He walked to my bag and dug through it until he found what I was after. "How do you not overdose on those things? Seriously." He tossed me the baggy and then shoved my wallet back inside my back pack.

"I don't know. All I know is I've taken up to thirty in a day. This is a good day for me. I've only managed to take ten." He just shook his head and grabbed my hand again. "You know, if you keep grabbing my hand like that I'm going to get a bit worried." I pointed down to our interlaced fingers. He just laughed and said, "Don't worry. If I decide I need to give you a hug or anything I'll warn you first. I saw how you responded to my mom." 

Still keeping a hold on my hand he led me back down the stairs to where his family was getting seated around a table. An extra place had been set. I stood awkwardly for a minute before his dad said, "You gonna stand there and gawk or are you gonna sit your ass down?"

I laughed and said, "I don't know. My ass seems pretty happy right now, but I might as well sit down to make it warm and toasty." Isaac's mouth dropped open and his mother looked absolutely horrified. Jordan and his dad however started laughing. I walked and sat down between Isaac and Jordan. This was where I belonged. This was a home. A real home.

After dinner everybody went and sat down in the living room. Since I didn't know what else to do I followed closely behind Isaac. They all took random places around the furniture. Somebody in a chair. On the couch. In the window. Not wanting to draw attention to myself I stood in the farthest corner I could away from everybody. There had still not been an answer of whether I was sleeping over.

"So, Casey. What do you think of our house and our family? Feel free to tell us that we scared the shit out of you and that you never want to come back. It won't hurt our feelings." I sat there considering this question. After a couple of minutes I looked up and said, "I like it. You're all very nice. And you're understanding. Much more understanding than anybody at my house..." I rubbed absently at my wrist where there was a healing cut. Noticing that Isaac's mother was staring at me I quickly stopped and crossed my arms.

"Well, that's good to know. But, what do you really think? Honestly. There has to be something about us that must have made you feel odd or uncomfortable... How do you feel?" I looked to Isaac for help. He just shrugged his shoulders and stepped backwards so I would have to look directly at everybody. 

"I think, that you guys are amazing people. You accepted Isaac's sexuality with absolutely no