Mirror Mirror (Mitch Marner)

Chapter 2

After talking about anything that came up, for hours I started to dose off on Mitch's shoulder. He wrapped his arm tightly around me and whispered in my ear asking if I wanted to head home. Nodding I stood up. I wobbled a bit, but Mitch gripped my arm steadying me before he reached to grab the stuff to put in the trunk. I tried to help but he insisted he was fine doing it himself.

Once back on the way home I felt Mitch's warm grip on my thigh as I tried to stay away by playing on my phone. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed him glancing at me every time he got the chance, at stop signs, red lights, when he felt like it.

My mind started to wonder. I don't know how to feel about all of this. He was so rude to me just hours ago, and now we're in his car, on our way back to my house, with his hand on my thigh. And I didn't hate it. I wanted so bad to hate it. But I couldn't.

We pulled up in front of my house and before he had to chance to say anything I had yelled a goodbye and ran up to the door and into the house. I watched to make sure he left before anyone noticed it wasn't Sara's mom's car.

I ran through the living room and up the stairs trying to avoid any human contact. I closed my door louder than intended and flopped onto my bed. I groaned into my pillow as Jacob quietly came into my room and sat beside him.

Ok, so I said he's my brother, because yes his is technically my brother, but billet brother. He just lives with my family during hockey season and training. But he's been with us for years so he's like my brother seeing as I don't have any actual siblings.

"What's wrong? Did something happen with Sara?" he asked, a very concerned tone resonated in his voice, and I couldn't lie to him.

"I wasn't with Sara." I looked up at him, "I was with a boy and I kinda hate him but he made me want to not hate him and I'm super confused because I have very good reasons to hate him but he made it so hard and I can't deal!" I said in all one breath "UUUGH"

Jacob had a look of shock on his face, most likely due to the fact he was shocked by the fact my stubborn-ass let that out as quickly as it did. The frustration bubbled over and I started to sob. He pulled my head into his shoulder and let me soak his shirt. We sat like that for a while before the tears started to slow down. "Please don't tell mom and dad I was out with a boy." I whispered softly as I pulled away from his shoulder.

"I won't, don't worry." He leaned over the edge of my bed, as he sat back up I noticed my laptop in his hand. He turned on Snow White, knowing that Disney was a sure way of lifting my spirits without having to worry that we would fall asleep and loose our spot in a tv show series.

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I woke up to Jacob and I on top of the covers and my laptop still open but asleep in between us. It didn't shock or concern me seeing this was a normal occurrence with us ever since we became his billet family.

Jacob was playing on his phone and looked over at me noticing my movement.

"What time is it?"

"Like noon." he said continuing to do whatever it was on his phone.

I grabbed my phone from my desk beside my bed to check my notifications. Mitch had texted me five times last night but I avoided those and looked at my Instagram dm's from friends and my snapchats. I checked everyones stories and noticed Jacob had put a video of me singing along to "Someday My Prince Will Come" from the movie.

"WHO HAS SEEN YOUR STORY?!?!" I yelled at Jacob while jumping on him trying to get his phone so I could see who has seen it. Knowing that he has the team and others from school on snapchat I couldn't risk a bunch of people seeing me sing.