Ending Silence

Chapter 36

Morgan's POV

"I look ridiculous" I mumble, staring down at myself with the sweatpants that I literally have to hold up to stop the from falling, as well as the white shirt that goes down to my mid-thigh.

I look up at Sage, who's leaning against the wall beside his door, smiling amused.

"You're a fucking giant" I scowl. "Who needs clothes this big?" I mutter, crossing my arms over my chest.

This resulted in the sweatpants falling down and bundling at my ankles.

Sage laughs.

A loud, uncontrollable laugh, that has me grinning as I watch him, forgetting all about my clothing crisis.

"You think this is funny, huh?" I ask, and he covers his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking slightly.

"Okay, it's not that funny" I mumble, bending down and grabbing the waistband of the sweats, and pulling them back up. I got Sage to tie the drawstrings extra tight, and they still fall.

Walking over, I scowl at Sage before opening the door to his room. I step out into the hall and go down the short stairs to the second floor, and Sage follows behind, his laugh simmering down into a quiet chuckle.

When we're halfway down the hall, one of the doors opens. Charlotte walks out, her eyes glued down to her phone, but she looks up and spots us.

She looks me up and down, before shaking her head. She grabs my elbow and pulls me into her room, closing the door behind her.

"Um-" "I'll give you some clothes," She says, walking into her closet while there's a bang on the door. "Go away" Charlotte yells back, before hanging me a pair of red sweatpants. "They should fit" She smiles, placing a hand on my back and she guides me into her bathroom.

"Take your time. I'll hold him off" Charlotte rolls her eyes playfully as she closes the bathroom door.

I stand still, before glancing at the clothes in my hand.

I change into them quickly, happy to not have to hold up my trousers now. Stepping out, I stop, my lips parting as I stare at the scene in front of me.

Sage is standing in the room, with Charlotte on his back, her arm around his neck, holding him in a chokehold.

Only she doesn't seem to be doing it right, since Sage looks bored and unamused.

"I don't get what I'm doing wrong," Charlotte says, adjusting her arm but it does nothing.

"Jay would ban you from work if he found out you can't do something as simple as a chokehold". Sage turns, turning Charlotte too, and they see Clayton standing in the doorway, grinning.

"Don't you dare-"

"Oh, Jay!" Clayton sings out, running off. Charlotte jumps off Sage's back, chasing after him. "You bitch!" I hear her scream.

I laugh, while Sage walks over to me and grabs my hand. "You okay?" I ask him, and he nods, leading me out of Charlotte's room.

He's been pretty quiet today, I'm guessing after last night.

We're going back to the training facility today, and I can't wait to see Marlow. Sage said he's fine, but I need visual proof.

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I

walk down the halls, ignoring the looks I get from everyone. All the head turnings or the double glances certainly have me feeling self-conscious.