A Million To One [Reece Mastin FanFic]

Sneaky Weathers

The sun streamed in through the blinds as silk, a creamy, liquid, milk defined sun slowly squeezing through the peeps, landing elegantly onto Rose's eyelids. She fluttered them a little to break the sleep that locked her eyes shut, probably from being so exhausted. She awoke to find everyone else asleep, except Reece, who was flickering cards together trying to make a house shape on his stomach, even though whenever he breathed it fell down. Rose hadn't moved much at all yet so Reece didn't realise her awakening.

Reece//

He woke while still dark. Confused, he went to check his clock to find it read 4.15am. What? Reece up at 4.15? As if.

He rolled over trying to fall into slumber, but after what seemed hours, yet only minutes, he just decided to pull out something from his suitcase that was bound to entertain him.

Finding a stack of cards, quarter full coke bottle and a batch of photographs. He lay the card box next to him, opening the bottle to hear a loud 'szszszshhh'.

Drinking the coke he set up a bunch of cards and after a couple of hours after the sun had appeared he was still playing with the cards, when he heard a slight giggle.

He looked up a little frantic and startled to find Rose laughing at his continuous attempt to build the house.

She swiftly dangled off her bed and walked over to Reece's bed. He sat up a little to allow her to get comfortable.

She reached out for the photos laying beside him. before he could stop her he was overcome by a hesitation. Rose looked through the photos seeing pictures of Reece in a side she had never seen him, happy, his face was relaxed and joyful. She looked up at him,

"You look so different."

"That was only three months ago?" He questioned.

"Wow." Rose exhauled, almost a chuckle

"What were you put in here for Rosey?" Reece asked out of the blue.

"U-um, identity theft. Apparently" She pulled an 'as if' face at Reece.

He nodded, smiling. "Everyone believes that I killed someone. That i actually killed someone." Reece looked down, fiddling with his fingers.

"You mean, you didn't?" Rose looked confused.

"No, of course not. Who told you?"

"Nobody, just heard things." Rose looked away.

"Ha. Sure." Reece shook his head.

"But you didn't, right?"

"No, i just told you, i never would, that's.. ugh." Reece wouldn't stop shaking his head.

"Oh. Well, i didn't think i believed it anyway. I mean, why would they place you with us?" Rose cleared her head, picturing everything together.

"Yeaah. My dad died about three months ago, like, days after those pictures were taken," He pointed to the photos in Rose's hand.

"They all believe i did it. But, i was just in the wrong place and the wrong time, I really do think Mr Coagan believes me, because, you're right. They wouldn't place a murderer in with other people, with whatever i wanted in my suitcase."

Rose laughed a little, but when Reece didn't laugh, she shutup.

"I'm so sorry Reece." Rose realised, holding a hand out to him. He took it and leaked a tear, but wiped it away quickly, with red tinted cheeks. "Would you like to hangout today?" Reece smiled that generous smile again. "Sure, what are we doing?"

"I have no idea, I think Mr. Coagan said something about camping yesterday..."