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Chapter 12 - Part I

Chapter 12

We had to put on hold our trip for a couple of weeks, because Pete and Owen returned to their baseball practices and they've been playing non-stop to be ready for the upcoming games. I was happy for them, but I wondered if that would change the relationship between us. We got closer because they had all that free time to spend with us and now I barely see them.

"Aren't you going out tonight?" Dad asked me while we watch some random TV show.

"No." I murmured.

"Is everything alright? You've been home a lot lately."

"Thanks dad. I thought you love spending time with your amazing daughter."

"You know what I mean." Dad hugged me tightly. "Of course I love being with you... here watching really bad teen shows and being ignored." He chuckled.

I looked at him with a huge smile. "That's why I love you daddy."

"What time are you leaving tomorrow? You know Greta will get sad when she finds out you didn't want to visit her."

"Don't joke with that! I already talk to granny. We've been planning this trip for weeks and we all finally found the time to do it, I'll visit her next time." I was feeling more depressed and I wasn't sure why. I guess I was afraid of change.

I stayed up watching TV for hours until I finally felt tired, I didn't noticed when my parents went to bed. I was on my way to my room when I heard Helen's voice, more like babbling, so I decided to spend some time in her room, she always made me happy, something about a baby's face makes any stress go away, the big sparkly eyes, their round soft face, it's peaceful, therapeutic, unless they start crying and screaming. I sat there in her room waiting for her to fall asleep, she just kept staring at me with her enormous blue eyes, I was so jealous of her eyes. I talked to her wishing she was older, I liked to tell her about school, friends and of course boys, the cursed of every woman. I knew she couldn't understand me but still paid attention to me. After a while she closed her eyes and I left her room. I took a long bath and went to bed; I laid there staring a small dot of reflected moon light in the ceiling. I tried listening to music but nothing helped me sleep. I was anxious for our trip, and the hours were passing slowly. It was a long, long night. I just wished I'd get back to my usual happy, carefree self and enjoy our weekend.

I slowly opened my eyes and found my room extremely illuminated. Probably mom opened the curtains before she left, I thought. I didn't want to wake up, then I remembered today was the big day and stood up quickly, I took off my tank top and pants and tossed them into the laundry basket, my plan was to take a quick shower and pray the guys woke up late too. I grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom.

"Holy crap! What the hell are you doing here? How long have you been there?" I asked exasperatedly. Owen just stood there by the door smiling at me. I gave him a death glare and head to the bathroom.

I was in the middle of washing myself when Owen came into the bathroom. "I just came to wake you up. You're dad let me in before they left."

"I'm awake. Get out now. Pervert." I said the last part poking my head out the shower curtain to see his face.

"Look who's talking. You were the one who stripped infront of me. You're corrupting an innocent man." He was getting closer and I couldn't help but focused on his eyes and his lips. I couldn't stay mad at him for long. We hadn't been alone in a while, but I'm sure the bathroom wasn't the best scenario, least when everyone else was outside my house. "One kiss." He leaned against the wall without breaking eye contact.

"You're crazy." He nodded. I wanted to... just kiss him, but I'd have probably dragged him into the shower with me. He didn't wait for me to react and simply kissed me. I stopped grabbing the curtain and put my hands around his neck, I was naked infront of him and I didn't care, I needed him. I loved the way he makes me feel. Wanted. My body was addicted to him.