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Many things felt weird about her arrival to her fatherโs and uncleโs hometown. First her father just died, not due to the cancer that spread by his body, but rather the easier and faster route as some said, along her mother that cowardly didnโt want to face the world without her other half, having no regards for her own child, that suffered just as much, even if Morgan didnโt want to give that mind, since after all her parents never truly cared and she was nothing but an accessory. It still left a bad taste on her mouth when pondering about them in such a way, because in the end of the day, she knew her parents were surely a similar product of the media and the side effects fame had on people as she also was in part and in the end of the day, they were dead and the only parents she ever had, so she felt weird to think of them in such a way. She couldnโt help but still wonder if all of this her uncle was doing for her was to get his hands on the money, although he said that her nannyโs reasons could be those as at least he was family, he had reasons to care about his own niece and this would all mean that she was there, free, without any excuses to dip herself head first into recovery.
Either way, with a sigh, she finally left her uncleโs car after what seemed like at least fifteen minutes and observed the wooden large cabin he was living in by the rural area of the country and stood there with her hands by her sides once up, simply holding a small purse in one hand as he didnโt trust her to take anything else. โYou should focus only on getting back on your feet.โ He said, with a certain reason. Morgan had been extremely sick with an eating disorder as one of the means to cope with what went in her head and around her toxic life and now that she was there to recover, he sort of was being protective of her as her father should of had done.
โLet me at least help you with one bag? The smallest I brought, please?โ She still offered, but he still shook his head as he came back out after a while, to reach in again for the trunk on the old vehicle to take out another bag with grunt, which had her feeling guilty, because she knew well she body checked herself in a few of the outfits she brought along, she knew they wouldnโt fit in a while if indeed managing to gain the weight, but the teenager wasnโt yet ready to get rid of them, although having her first step taken, which was admitting she had a problem.
โWait a bit for us to be done, then -- Iโd say we have something for lunch. Do you feel like you can do that for me? I thought we could go to a place nearby to eat and then show you around town?โ The male suggested, uncertain of his words and what that would imply, since he didnโt understand the situation, but also didnโt meant to have her run back to the Hell hole she was by before or throw her into any place without knowing if what he was doing was right. Besides, he wasnโt even a girl or had anyone around, so he thought that going to the dinner, talking to the owner there and the girls there could maybe work? Maybe Jackson took a bigger bite than what he could chew by trying to help the girl, but he couldnโt also just stand there and continue to see his family ruin.
โI guess I can try? I donโt really know if I can enter there and really eat much, but I did agree that I needed help. I am here for that. I also could ask anyone if they know recovery centers. I donโt think I can do this on my own.โ Her arms crossed as a protective measure, taking comfort in how her still loose sweater hugger her frail frame and nodded to her uncle, waiting for him to be done over with, so they could go to the said place to lunch or try to lunch in by. She felt the tension built up again, but instead of chasing another fight with her uncle, she just tried to cooperate and followed out into whom knew were with a deep sigh. She didnโt want to go, she didnโt want to eat, she didnโt want to face reality, nor what all happening meant, but she would at least try to.
