SUPPORTING 8

୨୧ ‣ CHAPTER SEVEN

MAKING THE BEDWr
WREN WELLS

➛ WHAT THE FLIP WAS I DOING? I must've been too busy staring into his green eyes because i stupidly agreed to do the project in his house instead of the library. Now i find myself standing infront of his house as he unlocks his door.
"You coming, birdie?" Tadgh says, his smirk laced in his overly deep voice.
"Mhm." was all i say in response, stepping in his house.

I trail behind him like a lost puppy, my eyes wide as i admire all of the nice furniture. Oh my God i'm going to faint.
"Hey Tadgh." A blonde woman smiles, her eyes widening once they land on me, "I'm Aoife."
"Hi, i'm Wren." i smile, just as Joey comes up behind her.

"Hey Wren." He nods, Tadgh scoffing.
"Oh so no 'Hi Tadgh, my awesome brother'?"
"Sorry lad, didn't take you as the jealous type." Joey says and to that i let out a small laugh.
"Something you want to add to the conversation Wellsy?"
"We should start the project, Lynchy! Get that A*!"

"Good idea, see ya." Tadgh says to his brother and Aoife, walking away and leaving me stranded.
"Bye, it was nice meeting you!" I quickly follow Tadgh, offering the supposed couple a smile.
"You didn't have to walk so fast." i groan, the stud laughing in response.

We enter the large kitchen, Tadgh sitting up on the overly raised chairs by the island. I'm not gonna be able to get up.
"Don't mind how high they are, Gibsie broke them all pretending to be a rocket ship." Tadgh says, causing me to laugh.

The slight disadvantage i seem to have is the fact that the chairs reach my waist.
"Need help there?" Tadgh mocks, and i scoff in reply, shaking my head. These broken chairs clearly have nothing on me as i practically launch myself onto one, sticking the landing and yet the blonde boy beside me loudly laughs as i beam in pride.

"I forgot you were a bird my bad." Tadgh says between laughs
"Oh my God, Tadgh!" i join his laughing fit.
"No," i gasp, catching my breath, "We need to start."
I grab my writing supplies from my bag as the green eyed boy grabs his notes, still quietly laughing.

"Hey Tadgh." A small voice is heard behind us and i turn to see a small brunette, shannon? And an absoulute bulk on a man, Johnny Kavanagh. The girl smiles at me, eyes laced with kindess.
"Hey Shan, Johnny." Tadgh nods at the lump.
"Did Edel say you could bring her? Hi, i'm Shannon."
"I'm Wren Wells." i smile nervously, mentally face palming myself for inculding my full name.

"Edel already knows her, it's grand."
"Nice meeting ya Wren." Johnny mother flipping Kavanagh says, his miniscule girlfriend smiling at me as they left the room, Tadgh releasing a laugh.
"I'm Wren Wells." he says in a mocking tone
"I got nervous you rat." i whisper, as he shakes his head.

Thunder strikes loudly outside as we do our project. Well actually it's me doing the project as Tadgh tries his best to distract me and coax me to play a board game with him.
"Birdie, i'm so bored i think i might pass away."
"Tadgh, please."

"I'm serious! i feel my heart slowing right now."
To that i let out a small laugh, a grin climbing up the blondes face beside me.
"One game of uno, please. Then i'll finish the project by myself." his eyes plead with me.

"One game! that's it!" i say, as a beaming smile lights his face up, and my heart flutters at the sight.
just one game.

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SEVEN FLIPPING GAMES. We've played seven games of uno and yet i can't seem to wipe the smile off my face and get back to the project. Two games ago, Tadgh's little brother Ollie joined us, and dear God was he good at uno.

"Tadgh is cheating!" Ollie yells, pointing his finger in his older brothers face.
"Am not! Shithead." Tadgh spits back, Ollie's head snapping in my direction for defence.
"That's mean Tadgh, but UNOOOO!" a smirk appears on Tadgh's face as Ollie groans in despair.

Ollie places down yet another pick up two, causing Tadgh to mutter a string of curse words as he abides the rules.
"Yeaaaa!" i smile, placing down my final card, a blue eight.
"Hey, it's lucky number 8!" Ollie beams at his brother.

"Eight is lucky for you?" i furrow my brows.
"It's my player number," he begins, "Hurling."
"Ironic." i laugh, interrupted by my phone vibrating from my side, and i have a sudden realisation that i had spent almost the whole afternoon at the kavanagh's, and it was almost dark.

"Crap," i mutter, answering my sisters call, "Ri?"
Quick breathing through the phone has me rushing to my feet, walking back to the kitchen to retrieve my things.
"Elouise please come home, the babies won't stop crying and Ma and Da are home and it's all just-"
"I'm leaving now, I'm so sorry i shouldn't have left you. I'll be home as quick as i can."

"Love you Wrenny." she whispers, the wailing of my baby sister having me flinching.
"Wren? Is everything okay?" Tadgh asks, his mini me trailing behind him. I flash an uneasy smile.
"I need to get home is all, can't trust Riley with the stove."

"Edel can give you a lift?" he offers, and i shake my head.
"I need to get home fast, i'll just walk, it's quicker."
Tadgh has uncertainty laced all over him but his hesitation is cut with a nod of his head. "Give me your phone."
"What?" i furrow my brows.

"I'll put my number in, text me when you're home, and you're safe." He pries my phone from my grip and inserts his number without my reply.
"Bye Wrenny!" Ollie smiles at me, and i wave in reply, my eyes meeting with the familiar green ones i see in my mind way too often.

"Promise you'll text?" He whispers and i nod.
"Promise." Was all i replied before rushing myself out the door.

I walk. Quickly? Yes. But the second i left eyeview from that house, i began to sprint. I ran, and ran and ran. Quicker than my feet could take me. I have been the mother of my house from the age of nine, and as much as i love my siblings, i don't know how much mothering i have left in me.

I'm so tired of being the girl that i am, every good thing has turned into something i dread. And i'm playing the victim so well in my head. But it's me who's been making the bed.