~Lauren's POV~
After our conversation about Jason last night, I just went to bed. I can't handle all of this right now. I just. I want to spend more time with my boyfriend, but I want to spend time with my adoptive dad and his friends. Why does it all have to be so complicated?
I rolled out of bed and went to my closet, I had to make myself somewhat presentable. I threw my hair in a messy bun, and threw on one of Michaels shirts. I didn't bother putting on pants or anything because this shirt is big on him, so this shirt fits me like a mid-length dress.
I touched up my makeup just a tad and then opened my bedroom door. Right as I walked out, Justin walked out of his room. He looked at me up and down quick before he opened his mouth.
"Jason's going to kill you."
"And whys that?" I sassed.
"He will not want his daughter wearing that around his 3 best mates, and will say your to young." He said.
"Well, 2 things. 1. I have a boyfriend so I would beat the living sh*t out of you before that happened. 2. If I'm to young to be wearing something like this then I'm to young for you guys to be thinking about me like that. Plus this shirt literally fits me like a dress."
"Ok, fine. Just warning you." He said before heading down stairs.
I took a minute to think my choices through. I'm wearing this down there. I said to myself as I took a step forward, onto the first step.
When I finally made it to the bottom of the steps I tip-toed my way into the kitchen. I was hoping not to many of them would be looking in my direction, but of course, all the guys have to look. My eyes met Jason's and he had rage behind his eyes.
"Room. Now." Jason said sternly.
"Why?" I asked.
"Now. Or your punishment will be worse then it's already going to be." He snapped.
I just turned around and slowly headed for the stairs. I mopped my way up the stairs, and into my room. Once I was in my room I plopped onto my bed. What's Jason going to do when he gets up here?
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