Chance On Me

Chapter Nine

Wesley Gray

I wake up to an alarm going off. My eyes open and I see a shirtless Troy sitting up. He must be getting ready for work. I have school today. I glance around, seeing Zane's arms around my waist. Jase is in front of me, his legs are tangled with mine.

"H-help me" I stutter, my voice not ready to work. Troy looks at me with a small smile cracking across his face. He's not very moody.

"You think you can get up sweetheart?" he asks, standing up. I nod my head and he helps me get untangled from the boys. Once my feet hit the floor I wobble a little bit but I'm steady. "You okay? You passed out yesterday" he asks me, giving me some space. I swallow, but nod my head. My stomach rumbles and I scrunch my nose."There's that good donut place nearby. You don't have school for a while. Wanna go? Just us? They'll be asleep for a while" he nods to the boys.

I chew my lip but slowly nod. I make my way to my dresser, and pull on some sweatpants, some fuzzy socks and one of my hoodies. Troy gets dressed in the clothes he came in and we're making our way downstairs before I know it. Will says they're nice boys. I keep telling myself.

"Zane will take you to school, then we're all going on a date" Troy tells me, I follow him to his black truck but my face scrunches.

"I never said yes," I told him once we got into his truck.

"We want to explain everything to you, but we don't want to give you a panic attack. So we're going over some of it tonight. And you're going to be there" he says sternly that makes me swallow the rock in my throat.

"Oh" I say looking out the window regretting coming with. He is moody.

"I'm sorry, but it's just not up for discussion. I didn't mean to be mean" he tells me. But he doesn't give me a choice. So it is mean.

After a ten minute drive we pulled into the donut shop parking lot. I get out, and follow Troy into the building. We stand in line and I chew my lip. My nerves start building, and it's like Troy can feel it. "Tell me what you want and I'll get it sweetheart, you can find us a table" he says, making my nerves feel a little better. I tell him what I want, I tell him I want 4 donuts and he doesn't care.

I make my way to a table in the back, I sit down and look out the window. I don't get to think too long before Troy comes over with donuts and my ice coffee I asked for.

I bounce slightly in my seat getting excited. They had cookies and cream donuts that I like. And I ask Troy to get me more of them. He gets me a dozen. I ate 3 of them in total and put my other one into the box.

I can't wipe the smile off my face as I drink my coffee. Troy got 6 donuts and ate them all, so I don't feel bad about how many I ate.

"You're awfully happy" he says with a smile tugging at his lips.

"They're good," I nod my head, mumbling my words. It feels lighter to talk to him. Like with Zane.

"Never seen you so happy over food" he smirks.

"Cheerios aren't this good"

"We can come here more"

"It won't be good for my weight. '' I rub my belly.

"You're perfect no matter what" Troy shrugs, like that isn't the sweetest thing ever.

"Thanks" I smiled small, drinking my iced coffee. "What do you do for work? No ones ever told me"

"I'll fill you in some other time. I gotta take you back home and head to work"

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After another hour both boys were up. Jase had to get ready for work with Troy, and Zane and I had to leave for school. I changed into black skinny jeans, and a hoodie, that isn't mine. I think it's Troy's. I found it on the floor and it looks comfy. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and I gasped so loud Zane and Jase came running. "What's wrong with love?" Zanes looking everywhere for the threat.