Liar || c. d. {DISCONTINUED for new edition}

16 | Deep Discussions

*Blue's POV*

            It was the end of the day at school and I had nowhere to go but home.

I had just shut my locker and had my messenger bag on my shoulder, about to start the painful walk home on an empty stomach when Chase stopped me.

            I rolled my eyes and looked around. He was alone. Funny, he always has his siblings tagging along... See? I can still be sarcastic when I'm in starvation.

           "What do you want, Chase?" I mumbled, trying not to stare at his features. He just shrugged and... Handed me an apple... He tossed it behind his back and I quickly caught it, probably because of one of my eye abilities, and cupped it in my hands to look at it better. It was a red delicious, that was my favorite apple of all time.

             I looked back at him, only to find his eyes locked on mine. I felt a blush rise on my cheeks and tried to hide it when I saw him start blushing too. "Thanks." I said slowly.

            "It's nothing. I thought that maybe you could come home with me." Chase said, scratching the back of his neck.

            My eyebrows raised up in shock at what he said. "U-uh..." I stammered. Chase gaped in realization at what he said.

            "Oh! Uh, that sounded a lot less romantic in my head..." I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing and he soon laughed along.

            Finally, we stopped laughing and I took a bite of the apple. It tasted like heaven, you try living without food for a week and see how you feel! I smiled at him as I chewed. "Well, I would but-"

            "No isn't an answer. You're coming." Chase then grabbed my waist and pulled me with him outside. It may seem like the least romantic thing ever to some people, but he could have grabbed my arm, but he didn't! And he didn't have to feed me, and he did. And he didn't have to make me fall in love with him, but he did.

             I am not in love with Chase Davenport.

           But... What if I am?

Time skip - Davenports Mansion

*Blue's POV*

Once I got to the Davenports house, Adam giggled and jumped along with Bree and Leo, then turned to Mr. Davenport who was holding a high tech gizmo and asked the most strangest question I've ever heard.

"Can we keep her?" Mr. Davenport looked at me, and I turned to run, but Chase picked me up bride-like style and held me so I couldn't leave. I tried kicking, but I was too weak.

"Alright, you can keep her. But make sure you feed her, walk her, and has somewhere to sleep."

"So basically, I'm not going home tonight?" It was more of a statement than a question. Chase nodded and looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back, but felt the butterflies come back.

  Chase set me down and Mr. Davenport came over to me. "Blue, Chase, Bree, and Leo have been telling me about what's going on at home for you," I shot the three a death stare and they just looked at me with concerned expressions.

"Mr. Davenport, you don't have to worry about me," I smiled, putting the mask on, "everything is fine. My mom is just sick right now. I'm handling it, nothing is going on."

  Mr. Davenport nodded. "They also told me you were a great liar."

I looked down at my high tops. "Blue, it's not just your mother that's sick. You are making yourself sick, too. Do you know how risky and stupid it is to live in a home with a drunken mother, no food, and no money?"