STOLEN

Chapter 26

*Author's Note*
Y'all really thought you was gonna wait until Tuesday huh? Nah.
In occasion of me feeling generous, and my homegirls mccannhoe and narcotise being on my ass about another chapter, HERE IS THE FIRST SURPRISE CHAPTER OF 2017!!

I hope you enjoy, and FOR REAL THIS TIME, see you Tuesday for another chill-causing chapter ;)

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Chelsea's POV:

I woke up alone the next morning. There was no trace of Jason in the bedroom or anywhere else on the upper floor. I laid flat out on the bed wrapped in my duvet and locked my eyes on the black ceiling above me. What on earth have I gotten myself into? Jason had me in his hallow hands, and I let him.

My mind was still spiraling and spinning from the events of last night. The little show in the shower and in the bed. In reality, what had happened was just small, innocent stuff. Kissing, touching, but to me I was frightened. Frightened by my own desire for Jason, and frightened by his desire for me, at least the desire that he had shown me was there.

I knew that Jason wasn't like me. He was experienced and... Trained, as he had so beautifully described it himself. Me? I was a rookie, a beginner. I wasn't even a beginner, because I hadn't begun yet, and I had no idea how to tell him, or why I was even thinking about telling him, like it was a huge deal.

Sigh.

I got out of bed, not wanting to lay in the memories and thoughts anymore. I wanted to go downstairs and do something, talk to someone. Hopefully Andrew was home, or maybe even Tyler, so I could thank him for the tea last night. It was cold outside the bed, but I didn't bother putting on my jeans or anything else, I just trailed downstairs in Jason's t-shirt.

"Morning sleeping beauty," Tyler spoke from the couch area, zapping through channels trying to find something to watch. His deep brown hair was messy and disheveled, he was shirtless and only in a pair of sweatpants as it looked.

"Uhm, goodmorning." I replied trying not to seem to shy. I haven't spoken with Tyler a lot, and by the looks of it, not Jason nor Andrew was here, which meant I was by myself with Tyler for the first time. "Where is everybody?" I asked and walked to the kitchen hoping to find something to drink that wasn't beer or whiskey. Beer or whiskey seemed to be regular delicacies of liquid in this house. Do they ever drink anything else? Water?

"Handling business," Tyler replied indifferently. "There's juice in the fridge if you want some. We got tea in the tall cabinet too." He turned his head and looked at me over this left shoulder. He had a friendly look upon his face. He wasn't hostile, which was a good sign.

Tyler seemed so young compared to Jason and Andrew. Jason seemed a lot darker and troubled by the short life he had had, and Andrew was kind of like a Master Yoda. Wise and friendly. I thought Andrew would be the one Tyler and Jason would come to for advice on life.

"Thanks," I sent him a smile and reached into the cabinet to find some tea. The house was rather cold at the moment.

Much to my surprise they had a rather large selection of tea. Breakfast tea, Earl Grey, camomile and various fruit teas. I decided on a cup of camomile. "Chelsea can you bring me a cup of coffee?" Tyler asked from the couch, still trying to find something worth watching on the TV.

"Sure!" I said and pulled out the glass jar with ground coffee beans. "You want milk in it?" I asked after pouring the water in both of our cups.

"Fuck no," he laughed boyishly. His laugh was contagious and I found myself giggling at his reply. It had been a while since I met someone who didn't use milk in their coffee.