My Perfect Adoptive Family

You Seem Happy

I slowly open my eyes, and look at Ross. I carefully caress his cheek. He smiles softly, placing a hand on mine and opening his eyes. "Hi, baby," he whispers.

I smile, placing my head by his neck. "Good morning," I mumble.

"You realize you slept through the day yesterday, right?" I nod. "And you're still tired?" He laughs.

I giggle. "What? Nooo," I laugh.

He shakes his head. "You slept for thirty-six hours, Ella. You should get up," he sighs.

I nod again before getting off the bunk. "She's alive!" Riker laughs.

"You're funny," I scoff playfully. Everyone laughs and goes back to what they were doing. "How come no one woke me up? I wanted to go to your show," I pout.

"We tried, but you smacked everyone who did," selena say softly.

I giggle as Ross walks over to us. "See," he points to a red mark on his cheek.

I burst out laughing. "I'm sorry! This is so funny!" I laugh as I caress his cheek.

He pouts, pushing my hand away. "Not funny," he whispers.

I grab his waist with my other hand. "Don't push me," I whine.

My hands travel up and around his neck. "I'm sorry, baby," he smirks as his hands snake around my waist.

I smirk back, kissing him softly. He pulls back before pulling me into a hug. "Well, we have off for three days and wanted to go to a water park. We only need to know if you had your bathing suit." Rydel explains as she comes in the room.

"I told you she does. I saw it when I was packing for her at the hotel," Ross complains.

I nod against his chest. "Yeah, I was told to bring two," I mumble.

Mark walks in. "We're here," he says confidently. We all nod and grab our suitcases. "How many rooms?" He asks us.

"Ella and Ross, Selena and i, rydel mom and dad, Rocky ratliff and Ryland," Riker says as he points to us. "So four."

I wrap my arm around Ross' waist. His hand travels down and rests in the waist band of my shorts. I lean my head against his shoulder. Someone taps me on the shoulder. I groan quietly before lifting my head. Three teenage girls, around my age look at me in disgust. "You know you should really just kill yourself. The Lynch family looked so much better without you trailing behind them," The red haired on snaps.

Ross quickly pulls me aside, moving back towards them. "Leave her alone," he growls.

Riker comes over, "Say it again I dare you. I'll sue you for harassment."

I hold Ross' waist tightly. "I told you," I whisper.

"Stop doing this to her!" Ross yells. "You all make her feel bad about herself then she gets so close to killing herself! And on top of that, she's always making remarks about how stupid or fat or gross she is, when she's not! I love her for who she is and she doesn't need to change. If you don't except her, keep it to yourselves!" He screams.

I lean my head against his back as he takes a deep breath. His fingers run through his long hair before he grabs my hand. He pulls me to his dad, snatching the key from him. We walk to a room, he jams the key in before opening the door. I grab his waist, spinning him around. "Thank you," I smile as he pushes his forehead against mine.

I wrap my arms around his neck as his arms go around my waist. "You don't need to thank me," he sighs. I feel tears slip out of my eyes. "Don't cry, baby. We're going to have fun for the next few days." He kisses my cheek. We slightly pull back so he can look at my fave. He cups my cheeks to wipe my tears away. "And I get to see you in that sexy little bikini," he smirks.

I laugh before sniffling. "What're we doing for dinner?" I yell as i slip on my bottoms.

"I wanted just me and you to go out, if that's okay!" He yells back from the bathroom. I giggle as I slide on my cover-up. I dig threw my suitcase to find my flip-flops. As I stand back up, Ross slides his hands up my dress. "I told them we'll meet them down there, if you want a little something."

I turn around, furrowing my eyebrows. "What're you talking about?" I ask as his hands roam up the dress.

"You have me something, so I think I owe you," he smirks. "Like eat you out," he bites his lip. I pull his lips to mine. He lays me on the bed, kissing down my jaw to my neck. "I want to taste your pretty little pussy," he says huskily between kisses.