Thief (n.g.)

Chapter 9

I wake up, once again I struggle to get out of Nash's grip.

“What are you doing?" He grumbles after a few attempts.

“I want to get up." I whisper so I don't wake Cameron.

“Dude, it's like eight in the morning, lay down." my back was to him but I already know his eyes are still closed.

“I don't care, I want to get ready." I whisper again.

“No, you're warm." He says holding me tighter.

“Umm, okay then." I say. 

That's kind of a weird thing for him to say. I bet if he weren't so tired he wouldn't have.

“Could you loosen your grip? You're kind of hurting me." I say.

He does as he's told, but comes closer to me resting his head against my back.

He's actually nice when he's tired. I like it. Soon enough I hear him lightly snoring. He had his grip loose enough for me to slip out of his arms. After quietly leavening the room I go down stairs.

Carter stands in the kitchen he's wearing sweat pants and is shirtless.

“So I assume you are the early riser of the family?" I ask.

He chuckles. I can tell by his voice he is still sleepy. “In this house there is no such thing as a early riser. We just have a food schedule."

Okay so they're organized.

“Oh, what are  you making?" I chirp leaning towards the bowl he has near him.

“Cake."

“For breakfast?" I question.

“Look, I'm not the best cook." He says in defence. “Plus this family will eat anything, as long as it's food."

“Okay, would you like me to help?" I smile.

He shrugs. “If you want to."

“Okay." I peep moving him aside.

I see a smile tugging at his lips.

“So how good of a cook are you?" He ask.

“Better than you, you're supposed to stir when both the egg and water are in so it mixes properly." I chuckle.

“Well excuse me Miss. Gotta-do-everything-perfect."

  Somehow later, we ended up having to make a second cake because we got in a cake batter war with the first.

We clean and bake as fast as we can.

Eventually everyone joined us downstairs around eleven.

Cameron discusses the area of where money would be handed off to them. He says Brenna and Shawn would be look out, he's sure to add that they better do a better job than Brent the time before last. I sink in my seat at the thought of the time before last.

“Well it isn't Brent's fault he was on the other side of the ally. Only a stupid person would go into a dark ally at night." Tasia says bluntly.

“Tasia-" Cam sighs.

“No, she's right, only a stupid person would go into a dark ally in the middle of the night. But only a jealous bitch would have brought that up." I don't mind to stare at her. She looks beyond embarrassed. Brent smiles and looks down to draw less attention to himself. Nash pats my leg as if he were in agreement. Everyone looks like they are  in complete and utter shock. I stand from my chair. “I'm going on a walk."