Picture This (An R5/Riker Lynch fanfic)

Chapter 16

I woke up the next morning at around 6 with a pair of arms wrapped around my waist

Would've loved to lie there in the arms of the boy of my dreams but no, he's obviously attached to a slut so uh BUH BYE!

I managed to squirm out of grip and tiptoe to Rocky's room soundlessly

"Rock, Rocky. Wake up" I whisper yell, tapping the dude on his arm

"What? No, not now..." Rocky groans in his sleep, turning over to face me and grabbing me into his grip

"Damn Rocky. ROCKY!" I whisper, almost at normal talking volume

No respond

So I waited and stayed in the arms of yet again another Lynch dude. Fortunate? I guess you could say that, if it were you...

After what felt like forever, someone finally came in

"Rocky, wake up. Mom's making p- MIKAYLA?!" Ross exclaims, after seeing an additional thing on Rocky's bed

"SHH!!!" I shush him but too late, Rocky had already started to stir

"Ross, go away..." Rocky grumbles, trying to search around the bed for something to throw at Ross until his eyes snapped open as he came to realisation that his arms were full

"Well hello..." he purrs, smirking, pulling me closer

"Ugh Rocky, not cool. I've already been through that with Riker last night and that was not enjoyable" I hiss, attempting to get out of Rocky's grip

"Hold up, what?" he asks, no sign of amusement on his face as he pulls me closer to him protectively

"Apparently he was drunk and nearly did stuff until I did this thing which really did the trick" I say nonchalantly

"Now if you don't mind, we should start training ASAP" I say, finally succeeding in getting out of Rocky's grip

"Aww but I was just getting comfortable" he says, jutting his lower lip out playfully

"Well, too bad" I snap, throwing his pillow at him and heading down to the kitchen

"Morning Storms" I greet Stormie upon reaching the kitchen

"Morning Mike. I didn't know you stayed over" she says, flipping pancakes

"Wasn't planning to until your number one pinned me down and fell asleep on me. Woke up at 6am and got caged by Rocky. You sure have some huggy restrictive kids" I say, pouring myself a cup of orange juice

She chuckles and continues making pancakes as a comfortable silence overcomes us and only the sound of sizzling and stuff can be heard

"What do you want in your pancakes, Mike?" she asks, grabbing the pancake mix

"Blueberries if that ain't a hassle" I say before putting the of orange juice up to my mouth to drain the bit of it

"Just like the morning usual..." I could've sworn that's what I heard her say

I almost choked on the bit of pulp and juice

"I'm sorry what?" I ask, pretending to have not heard anything

That's what I always said with my real mother and Stormie when they ask me what I wanted in my pancakes, it kinda rhymes

"Nothing dear..." she mumbles as the boys come thundering down the stairs

Saved by the boys. My heroes... Or should I say, their mom's heroes...

"Morning!" Ross greets, wiggling his eyebrows at me and taking the seat on my right

"Morning party people!" Ryland yells, sitting his butt down next to Ross

"Hey buddy" Rocky says, punching my shoulder gently and sitting himself on my left

"Yeah. Morning" I grumble, punching him in the shoulder hard but not hard enough to hurt him

"Whoa. Who spit in your orange juice?" Ryland says jokingly

Ross leans over and whispers into Ryland's ears, probably about what happened in the morning

"Oh!! Whale then..." Ryland says after his face changed from a puzzled look into an amused look, winking at me

"Shut up" I mumble

"Guys, stop teasing her" Rydel groans, arriving in the kitchen and sitting next to Rocky

"Man, you and Riker are exactly alike. Definitely not morning people" Ross says, rolling his eyes

"Well at least I don't play with people's feelings" a voice that no one had a mood to hear said from behind us

"Good morning to you too" I sneer at him, giving him a fake smile

"What is she doing here? She doesn't live here. She should just scram back to whatever Asian country she came from" Riker spits with venom in his voice

That would've hit me hard which it did

"RIKER!" Stormie scolds

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Rocky yells as the rest of the Lynches start yelling at Riker

"It's okay guys. I got this" I say, causing silence to wash over all of them

"You think you're so big with that slut of a girlfriend? Having IT as and when you want? Huh? Well guess what, you're nothing but a huge ass jerk that has an ego the size of this entire country heck even the moon! You're just an egocentric jerk expecting everyone to bow down to you now that Tiffany became your girlfriend! The Riker I've known before that was way better! You get your act up and scrap all the crap off cuz you're driving me nuts! No one likes Tiffany, and no once certainly likes you now that she's here. Go do your PDA somewhere else and stop taking it out on me or anybody else! You ditched your band, your family and everyone else just for Tiffany. Bros before hoes! What's the matter with you?!" I yell, angry tears clouding my vision, threatening to spill out like Niagara Falls

After I finished my little rant, silence washed over the kitchen as everyone just took in the fact that I actually said all this. I've been holding in that much

"What about you? You and your little secrets? You think you can play with my emotions by playing music that reminds me of... HER! Sometimes you just make me have the exact same wonderful feeling as when I'm on stage!" Riker yelled back, eyes widening after he realised what he had said in the last sentence

Almost immediately, he barged out of the house and slammed the front door behind him

So I guess he does like me??

"Well that sure was one heck of a morning" I mumbled adding a fake chuckle and smile

The Lynches looked at me sympathetically, great, they can see right through me

"Clarissa?" my head shot up as I opened my mouth to ask who called me

I looked up to see Stormie looking at me expectantly

I glanced over to Rydel who was looking at me with warning eyes

"No need dear. I can tell..." Stormie said softly

"Great. Now does Riker know?" I ask sarcastically

"I don't see why he doesn't but I doubt he knows" Stormie replies

"He's too cooped up with sadness about your death, I mean Clarissa's death to see what's really right in front of him" Rocky says, shoving the last piece of pancake in his mouth

"Well, the later he knows the better I guess. Come on, let's start training" I say, hopping off my chair

"Last one there's a rotten egg!" Ryland yells as all the Lynches run to the living room

"Great now I'm r- Ratliff? When in Davy Jones locker did you get here?" I ask once I reach the living room, realising there was another person there

"That's cuz I'm like a ninja!" Ratliff exclaims, doing some weak kicks and posing in the crane pose and almost falling over

We laughed at his silliness and started training

"First off, you wanna learn how to-" Rocky starts but is soon interrupted by the doorbell

"I'll get it!" I yell, running to the door

I gasp in ______ as I open the door, seeing that familiar face...


A/N: Til next chapter!! xP
Anywho, what did I gasp in? Delight? Horror? Shock? You'll find out soon. And those of you who are thinking wrong cuz I already am, get your head outa the gutter mayun! xD

xox