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Win for Knox

Knox

Phoebe texted me to go over to her house. I've been there a lot now, it's like I am her boyfriend. Well, we haven't really defined what we were as a relationship yet, and although we have both expressed our, how do you say, feelings towards each other, we haven't really worked this out because of the complicated matter of the Jackson case and how Phoebe is in a rough spot mentally right now and I don't think it is the best tie for her to be dating someone. I mean, if she is willing to have me after all this is over, I will be more than happy to be her boyfriend, but now? Not so much. Although I have been thinking about her like a crazy amount, I don't think it is the right time, for both of us. 

She gives me a weak smile when she sees me. I guess she has the same feelings as I do about, all this.  I really like her. Like I really really like her. She brings me to her room, and we are alone at her house. If you know anything about two teenagers alone in a house, you can probably guess what she wants to do. But I don't thing I am ready, just maybe not yet. 

"We should talk Phoebe, about our, um, relationship"

She giggles "Sure, I mean. I am perfectly fine and in a perfectly fine state. I don't see any reason why we shouldn't be an official couple" I gulped a bit. This was what I was worried about. I didn't want her to be in a relationship when she was in such an, um, volatile state.

"That's what I wanted to talk about. I really like you. Like a lot. But I don't think we should pursue official relationship status yet. But it doesn't mean we can't, you know, have some fun."

"So you basically want to be friends with benefits until this whole thing rolls over. Sure." She starts to kiss me, and might I add pretty passionately. What else do I do? I kiss her back. 

After, um, our sexual encounter, we start talking about the Jackson case, but neither of us can concentrate. I mean, I know why I can't. Phoebe is on the bed next to me, naked. Why wouldn't I be staring at a hot girl instead of taking abut some kind of boring ass case which our hypothesis' won't have any impact on the actual thing. 

Although we know more than the Bayview Police do, I doubt that Owen being involved would be any major red flags or something that the police would be immediately interested in. I mean, he's not even a teenager yet. 

I snap out and look back at Phoebe, wow. I get out of the bed to put my clothes back on. At that moment, I hear the door keys and someone is trying to open the door. But from my experience, because of the struggle to open the door, I know it is Owen. I don't want him to know I am sleeping with his sister, and I have mixed feelings about him after I found out that he was somehow involved in the murder of Brandon Weber. I don't even know how this is going to play out.