LWP 13

Chapter 3

At breakfast, no one spoke. What was there to say? Even Ghost seemed to feel the awkwardness and slight irritation on Johnny's part. Finn and I kept our eyes locked on our plates. I knew that the only time Johnny looked up was to give a quick glare to Finn.

How could this have happened? What had happened? Dear glory, I had woken up in bed with Finn! I knew he wouldn't do anything. Johnny knew I wouldn't. But he had no idea who Finn was. For all he knew, he was only playing the kind, sweet country boy that I knew he was.

And now there was no way he could prove himself.

Maybe over time, but I doubt Johnny would let him stay long. He wouldn't throw him out in the blizzard like he promised. I knew that was meant just to scare him. Johnny had to big a heart to do that. He would let him stay until it was safe to leave but then he'd get a steel boot.

I got something caught in my throat so I cleared it. The others all glanced over, Ghost, Finn, and Feenix wide-eyed, Johnny with curiosity. There was still a clear glint of anger in his eyes so I gulped and squeaked out my words. "A-Ah'm sorry..."

He sighed and put a hand on my back. "It's alright. Calm down."

I nodded. I really needed to relax. I stood up. "Ah need ta get some work done. Excuse me."

As I reached for my plate, Johnny put his hand on mine lighty. "I'll get the dishes."

I nodded and walked off so I didn't frighten Feenix. Upstairs, I shut the door of our room behind me. I sighed to try to slow my breathing. I looked at the door once. We never closed the door. The others would know something was up.

But then, something was up. They could all tell. This wasn't going to get better.

I looked through my desk. Surely there had to be something to make it look like I was busy. I didn't find anything. Of course. The one time I need to be busy.

Instead, I took a random book off my shelf. I'd read all of them already more than once but needed something to do.

I tried to get into it like I normally do but just couldn't focus. I figured it was understandable. I mean, how on Earth did I end up laying in bed with him?

I groaned and tossed the book down on the bed then sat cross-legged on my side and put my face in my hands. Why oh why oh why?

"Wellyou certainly seem hard at work."