07 - break up, new start

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Suddenly we heard a knock at the door and it open.

"Winslow I forgot my- What the fuck." Saige said as he was shutting the door behind him.

Embarrassed I tried pulling my shirt down, to no avail due to Winslow holding it up for my bare chest to be seen. He quickly tucked himself away though.

"What are you doing here?" Winslow yelled.

"I was coming to get my gym shoes, what are you doing?" Saige said irritated. Realizing I was tugging my shirt down and my bare chest was out so Saige could see too, Winslow let go of my shirt and got up off the couch.

"We're busy right now, come get your shoes tomorrow." Winslow said walking closer to stand in front of Saige defensively.

"It's fine, he can grab them really quick." I piped up. Saige's gaze went back to me after eyeing Winslow down. He frowned a bit after seeing my state. My hair was messed up, my body shrunk in itself, and my clothes all wrinkled.

"Fine but hurry up, we're in the middle of something." Winslow stalked off to the kitchen to get the burnt pizza out of the oven.

"Are you okay? You don't seem very happy." Saige asked after Winslow left the room.

"Y-yeah. No, I'm okay." I responded looking in my lap. I haven't so much as glanced at Saige since he got here. I was too embarrassed. On top of that, I didn't want to end up telling him how I really felt about what was just happening. That was between Winslow and I.

"That doesn't sound very convincing. Is something wrong?" He asked, crouching down next to me.

"Uh, no. Just embarrassed. You didn't... you didn't see anything did you?" I asked, fully aware of my half-nakedness earlier.

"Ah, well, I would tell you I didn't but that would be lying. Sorry." He said chuckling a little. I didn't laugh though. I was coming up with ways to get out of being alone with Winslow again. Maybe I could tell him my mom called? No, that's not believe-able. Maybe that my brother was at the hospital? No, he'd offer to take me and I'd be caught in a lie.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Saige asked, "You didn't so much as laugh of embarrassment."

"Uh sorry, I'm just, not in a laughing mood I guess."

"Why are you still here?" Winslow came back into the living room.

"Because I was talking to Indigo. Why? Have a problem?" Saige said standing up. He was tall. Taller than Winslow in fact.

"Yeah, I do. We're busy."

"Well I don't think it's fair to her." Saige said crossing his arms.

"I don't care what you think. What's that supposed to mean anyway?" Winslow bit.

"If she doesn't want you to be the one to pop her cherry then don't. After all it's not fair that she wouldn't be popping yours." Saige said harshly.

"What." I spoke, voice horse.

"What the hell, get out of my house Saige. You wouldn't know anything about cherries. You haven't lost your virginity." Winslow had started yelling by then. Saige just kept quiet with him arms crossed, blocking Winslow from the couch.

"Shut up." I said looking down at my lap. Winslow was quiet.

"Indigo, he's lying. I haven't-" Winslow started.

"Ask Avyanna, she would know something about that wouldn't she?" Saige continued.

"Saige, you have 5 seconds to get out or-" Winslow started again.

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