9 | She's Back

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I woke up from another dream but this time one of where I was drowning. Oh and I also woke up wet.

"Finally there awake!" Todd said, I could see he had a jug from pouring water on me. Why had he poured water on me, I don't know. But he sure looked guilty.

"What?" I heard and felt the voice close by, startled I fell from the couch. It was Brent he was wet too and looked very tired and confused. Not to mention hot. We must have been pretty close on the couch. But that's when I remembered last night. I had had a bad dream and it was Brent who was comforting me. Great, I'd probably never hear the end of that from Katie.

"You tipped water on me." Brent looked at me wide eyed.

"No I didn't." I confessed and I pointed to Todd who did do it and looked very guilty with a water jug in his hand. Obviously it was him. It didn't take rocket science to figure that one out.

"No I don't think he's looking at you for that reason." Katie looked at my top, so I looked at my top. It was white and with white tops when you put water on them you could see through the top. But it wasn't that bad my bra was only blue nothing revealing at all. Brent must just be a very innocent minded child.

Sam leaned over me and peaked at my top. "Hey!" I squeaked pulling the blanket of Brent and onto me covering my not really revealing reveal. Sam pouted a little as I did so and walked over and into the kitchen.

Then I saw it, Brent had a white top on too and had a huge scar on his stomach. It ran from his chest area and then across all the way down to his hip. Not that I should say stomach it was more like abs. Brent quickly grabbed another blanket from the ground and put it around his stomach but I did get to see the scar though. I gave him a concerning look and he ignored it.

"Well anyone hungry?" Sam came back from the kitchen with a huge plate of pancakes and no top on. I swear he had a top on two seconds ago. Maybe I just didn't notice. I had to admit though his abs were amazing, I mean they were Hollywood style. Did all these guys have abs?

"Put some clothes on!" I yelled while shielding my eyes. But Katie on the other hand was probably enjoying this. I peeked to look at her and yes I was right she was thoroughly enjoying it. I forcefully stood up taking the blanket with me and so did Brent.

"Rule number four no going around my house half naked." I say continuing from the rules from homework night. I heard Brent chuckle from behind me. Sam whined and then did a stupid little tantrum while putting his top back on, much better.

"I'm going to get changed." I said dropping the blanket and looking at my now drenched top.

"Could I please borrow maybe one of Tom's tops?" Brent said quietly behind me. I looked at him, they were probably the same size, Brent was just more bulk, good bulk though. He sounded shy about it. Probably because he'd just brought up Tom though. He was giving me a look that said 'are you okay' and I knew that he was referring to last night.

"Sure." I said smiling hiding my pain as memories of Tom came too me. I walked up the stairs heading to Tom's room. I stopped at the door and sighed before opening it while Brent followed me in. I sat on his bed and picked up a photo frame with us two in it and looked at it. I felt Brent sit next to me.

"I'll never be able to move on." I said. Brent threw an arm over my shoulders.

"It's easier said then done, trust me I know." I looked up at him he had a grave expression on his face. What did he mean by he knows? Just when I was about to ask he stood up quickly searching Tom's room for a top but chose a singlet instead. He turned his back to me while pulling of his soggy top and pulling on the singlet. His back was amazing, did Brent have to have amazing everything?

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