Chương 11: ~°~Chapter Eleven~°~

Hushed giggles and camera shutter sounds are what rouses me the next day, I blink open my eyes, momentarily groggy with sleep only to get a face full of a red Shana and my mom, struggling to keep excited squeals in.

I roll my eyes, wondering what they were on about now. I want to move but I can't and I try to take stock of my position.

I'm wrapped around Virgil who equally returns the favor already used to my nightly cuddles, one of my hands are buried in his hair as his head finds it's home on my chest.

We're lying side ways and I'm already coloring up from this compromising position, what if Dale sees us like this?

I try to move my other hand that's thrown backwards but it just gets tangled in ---

Hair?

Shit!

My other hand is buried deep in Dale's hair, his face buried in the crook of my neck as he spoons me from behind.

Now I'm a horrible shade of purple, I'm so embarrassed. I throw a glare at my mom and best friend who look like they are about to start sobbing from happiness.

I'm caught between pretending to go back to sleep or wake them up and suffer the consequences.

None is a better choice! Because just now I'm starting to get very conscious about the muscled bodies wrapped around me.

There's no way I could even escape without waking them up - I really should have been serious about workouts - but they just make me feel like death, plus no matter how much I try to exercise nothing ever changes.

So I'm stuck in their middle, unable to move them and wondering just why the hell I woke up yesterday. If I hadn't woken up yesterday, I wouldn't be here right now being cuddled to death by very hot guys.

I close my eyes in frustration. Yes! I know exactly what to do. I'll hold my breath and try to kill myself before any of them wakes up and I die from embarrassment - because, honestly suicide sounds way better.

I hold my breath, a little difficult to do without pinching my nose and clamping down my mouth but I'm desperate enough.

"What are you doing?" Virgil rumbles against my chest, amusement in his husky, morning voice.

I choke and start gasping. "Y-You're a-aw-awake!"

He nuzzles against me. "Yeah." He murmurs in his scratchy voice that makes tingles run down my spine. "For a while now." He adds, his hands slipping under my sweater to place them on my bare skin to pull me closer. "Are you uncomfortable?"

"W-What? No. I-I m-mean y-yes. W-Wait! N-no." I stutter hard, panicking.

He squeezes tighter and I gasp in slight pain but I'm distracted now so I forget to hyperventilate, Dale buries his face deeper in the crook of my neck, his hands also finding a spot on my exposed skin and I just want to die.

"Calm down Hay." Virgil says soothingly, sighing against me, then he goes quiet like he'd fallen asleep once again.

I try not to squirm, discarding my elaborate plans of killing myself before I manage to wake Dale up this time around trying to commit suicide.

I try not to move, I really do but Dale and Virgil keep on squirming, so much that I know they aren't asleep anymore but I'm not sure I want to test it. Moving parts of their body subtly, they keep on finding new reasons to rub on me.

I'm so red that it would take a really long while of sitting under a cool shower to get myself back to the normal temperature.

"Alright!" Shana voice slices through the room, I hadn't even noticed when they left earlier - probably to have a complex conversation on where our 'budding love triangle' was at now.

"Get up you two assholes!" She yells, whacking the air mattress with a palm.

I cringe into myself harder when they just ignore her, content to keep on cuddling me to an early death.

"Virgil! Dale! Don't make me repeat myself, she threatens and I can imagine her dangerous expression. "We need to get ready for school and you'll kill Hayden if you don't let him go right now."

"Go away Shana." Virgil grumbles, unhappy with the interruption.

"It's rude to interrupt a person's sleep." Dale tags on, the two idiots are agreeing for the first time since they met and it's over torturing me.

"What's taking so long?" My mom wonders, coming in. "Why aren't you up... What the hell!" She exclaims, definitely sighting us.

"I have a hose that I'm not afraid to use." She threatens and they grudgingly separate from me, I'm still curled up into myself, eyes tightly shut, face red.

"That's more like it." She hums going out.

"See you after school." Shana chirps cheerily going out after Dale, probably heading home.

She'll definitely be back with Virgil, I wonder if Dale will come too. I sit up, planning to stumble to my bed to continue my interrupted sleep. My whole body still hurts and I just want to sleep the entire day away.

My leg barely touches the floor when Virgil appears beside me, picking me up without warning. "Eek!" I squeal, fisting his shirt in both hands as I'm lifted from the ground.

"I-I thought y-you h-had already left." I stutter, my face red as he absently carries me to my room, like it's reflex for him to want to pick a guy up and take them to their room.

"I'm going now." He replies, setting me on the bed, the usual kiss to my fore head then he's gone.

I flop on my bed, emotionally exhausted from the rollercoaster I went on yesterday, maybe I should run away.

Do I even think I could manage to do that?

Nope. I don't even need to think, I know I couldn't. Other than the obvious fact that I wouldn't know where to go, I don't think I've ever left the house alone - the backyard doesn't count.

I think I fell asleep because when I open my eyes again, bright sunshine is streaming in.

I feel marginally better than yesterday but I still get up gingerly, the sharp pain in my abdomen had faded to a dull throb but I wasn't about to throw some acrobatics around and get it started up again.

"Mom! Mom!" I call out, making my way slowly down the stairs.

"In the kitchen baby!" Her voice floats over to me and I recalibrate my direction.

"Mom? What are you doing?" I ask her, moving closer, she notices my gentle movements and frowns, rushing over to me.

"Are you in pain? Shit I forgot to give you your pain medications last night, I'm so sorry, I shoul..." Her hands are patting me down and she's constantly kissing my curls.

"Hey, hey mom." I hold her face. "Calm down, I'm okay, better actually and you know I hate pain meds they make me feel groggy and nauseous." I explain to her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, besides if I was in pain you'd know."

She grins at this. "Actually I would and Virgil would have fed you pain meds till you were numb all over."

I unconsciously shudder. "So what were you doing?" I ask, trying to look around her.

"Just making a little something." She shrugs, a tell tale excitement on her face that has me biting my lips in worry.

"You were cooking?" I widen my eyes. "Julia didn't come over today?" Julia is our Portuguese cook cum nanny cum cleaner.

Without her I'm pretty sure my mom would have done something fatal, she comes in thrice a week to clean, cook and boss my mom around like her youngest daughter and she loves Virgil, would probably murder for him.

"Actually she just left, didn't want to wake you up and she also made a ginormous pot of chicken soup for you but I also wanted to do something for you." She adds sheepishly and I smile.

"And what's that?"

"Fruit salad!" She announces, going to bring a huge glass bowl of cut up fruits, thoroughly buried in cream.

"Thank you so much mom but I need to clean up first." I turn around as she puts it in the fridge. "Where's Apple?" I look around for that white fluffy ball.

"I'm not sure, she was keeping me company a while ago, Julia nearly burst into tears at the sight of her and I had to rescue the poor kitten before she drowned her in cream."

We both walk into the sitting room to see Apple making concentrated efforts to get on a pillow that had fallen to the ground.

We stand for a while just watching her struggle, caught up in her cuteness.(The Author just really loves cats... Incase you hadn't noticed)

"Should we help?" I find myself asking, feeling a little cruel watching the kitten struggle helplessly.

"We should." My mom agrees but stops me as soon as I make a move. "Just not now, she's too adorable to pass up on."

I roll my eyes, stepping forward to help Apple up on the pillow were she promptly curls up at the fluffy center and falls asleep after nuzzling into my palm.

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Chương 12: ~°~Chapter Twelve~°~

I spend the entire day in a haze, oddly lonely without any of the people I'm used to being around... My mom had gone out to get something or the other, I'm not sure, maybe my grandmother had somehow heard of Tyrone's attack.

My grandma is also a part of the slew of people who babies me, I don't complain though, she gives the best gifts.

It's almost 3:pm in the afternoon, which means Shana and Virgil would be by soon, they would probably go to their homes first to change before coming over, they'd eat Julia's chicken soup for a late lunch/dinner.

I decide that a shower would be the best course of action, seeing as my hair was tangled and all over the place from rolling in my bed all day. I couldn't even play with 'Apple' because, apparently my mom wasn't exaggerating when she said she slept a lot.

I finally drag myself off my bed to go to the bathroom and wince at my reflection in the mirror, I look hideous. There's hair stuck to my face with sheet lines and my eyes are puffy from a lack of proper sleep, maybe I need painkillers.

I limp over to the bathtub, too distracted to take a shower. I fill the pale pink ceramic bowl with hot water and walk back to the mirror to undress.

It's just the second day so I'm not surprised with what I see when I take the sweater and shorts I have on, off. Even the lightest of bruises had become a nauseating black, standing in sharp contrast to my pale skin.

I quickly get in the tub, the last thing I needed was for any of them to come in and find me bathing - Virgil and Shana both have spare keys - they wouldn't be happy to see me bathing myself, which was ridiculous, I'm all grown up!

I struggle to scrub my back while sitting in the almost too hot water, my hair was another issue on it's own because I couldn't wash it properly as my entire body hurt. Maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all, I manage to rinse off, drain the water and wrap a towel around myself without any casualties and if I wrapped the towel around my chest instead of my waist that was no one's business - what? It was cold.

Dressing up was quick, I dry off, slap some lotion on and throw on another of my mom's old sweater and comfy shorts, I don't have it in me to blow dry my hair so I just wrap a towel around it, turban style and leave it that way.

The doorbell rings, startling me because none of the people I'm expecting are going to knock because they have the keys, for a split second, pure, undiluted terror enveloped me, I feel like it's Tyrone coming to finish what he started or maybe some other members of his gang.

The doorbell goes off again and I decide to at least check through the peephole to see who it is, I have to tiptoe to reach it but I manage it quite well and nearly swallow my tongue when I see who it is.

"D-Dale?" I gasp, throwing open the door.

"Hey Hayden." He greets in his low soothing voice, pushing a hand through his inky black hair.

"W-What a-are you d-doing here?" I ask in surprise, suddenly feeling very self conscious, I mean the guy in front of me asked me on a date.

He looks a little bit hurt and I quickly tag on. "I-I d-don't mind at all, I-I'm j-just s-sur-urprised."

"Just came to check on you." He replied good naturedly but I'm too engrossed in looking into his captivating green eyes. "Can I come in?" He asks hesitantly after a while of me staring at him like an idiot.

"Oh!" I jump. "S-Sorry, p-pl-please c-come in." I lead in, stuttering, letting him come in behind me.

"Is Renee in?" He asks when we both sit down, obviously trying to make small talk.

"Um, n-no sh-she i-isn't." I stutter hard, I want to add that she would be coming back soon but I decide to swallow back my words before I bite off my tongue.

"H-how was school?" I ask carefully, pronouncing each word slowly so that I don't stutter and I'm proud of myself when I accomplish this feat with only a slight stutter.

He launches into a detailed explanation of what went on that day and I unconsciously tune him out, watching his lips move and drowning in his bright green eyes.

"...den? Hayden?"

I shake myself out of my reverie, a faint blush dusting my cheeks. "Huh?"

"Are you okay? You spaced out hard there." He leans forward on the sofa we were sharing.

I jump in a slight panic, quickly getting up. "N-No I I-I'm f-fine." I stutter waving a hand, the towel comes loose from where it was wrapped around my head with my rapid movements and I want to die.

Quickly I pick it up, throw out some random excuse then rush up to my bedroom to find a way to tame the bird nest that was my hair.

I try to finger comb it as best as I can, not wanting to waste too much time so Dale wouldn't think I ran out on him, when I feel I look responsible enough I walk back out.

"S-so where did you move from?" I find myself asking when I had settled down beside him again - it had seemed like a good idea at the time to sit near him but now I feel like melting whenever his eyes lands on me and it happened a lot.

"I lived in the city before but then my parents decided that they needed a change of pace so we moved down to Pine Creek, I prefer it honestly, there's a lot of forest."

"Y-You like hiking?" I lean forward, forgetting to stutter.

He smirks. "Yeah, I do. We should go hiking sometime." He suggests and my fading blush returns with a vengeance.

"W-Will y-you st-stay h-here l-long?"

"Hopefully." He murmurs, his eyes taking on a far away look. "If all goes well, Pine Creek will become our permanent residence."

"That's good news!" I exclaim before I can remember my social anxiety. "D-Do y-you have a-any s-siblings?" - aaannnddd it's back.

"A younger sister but she died when she was still young." He says with a voice full of old pain and I feel bad for bringing it up.

"I-I'm s-sorry…" I start to apologize.

"No, it's fine." He cuts off my stammering, looking down at his hands. "I wouldn't have told you if I didn't want to." He looks up at me now, his gaze piercing. "You actually look like her a bit." He mumbles to himself, scrutinizing me, his voice unsure like he's just seeing the resemblance for the first time - he probably is.

"I don't know how I didn't see it before." He whispers, leaning even closer. "Maybe that's why I mistook you for a girl, you really remind me of her."

I gulp, my eyes blown wide, I feel like I'm pinned under his intense gaze - I think I have an idea now how deers feel when they meet a headlight - Dale has me trapped under his eyes.

He leans forward again, one hand reaching out to cup my face as he closes the space between us. I feel my heart stop beating when his body touches mine - is this… I think - I think I'm about to get kissed.

I can't even escape it, he's not asking, that's for sure. I can see it in the way he leans forward with determination, almost like he's trying to prove something.

We're close enough to brush noses and share breaths now and my eyes involuntarily slip shut, unable to handle the close proximity.

The last thought that passes my mind as he closes the last inch of space was that Virgil was going to be downright pissed if he finds out.

A door slams shut and I jump but I can't go anywhere, I can't get away because Dale has me pinned against the arm of the sofa, unbothered by the obvious fact that we now had an audience.

Virgil's low and pissed off voice floats over. "What the fuck is going on here?"

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