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~Chapter 34~

*glances at calendar and chokes on cereal*

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A soft laugh escaping my lips, I turn back and stare at the curtain as if I were looking through it.

Wasn't this a familiar situation.

"Yes, Rob, I'm pretty sure this is safe. Just don't let go of my hand."

"Okay- I get that you like me and all but you could be more subtle about it."

I don't get the chance to muse the situation as footsteps walk by, and we both go silent.

As the footsteps walk away, I could feel him turn towards me.

"Why are we hiding, by the way? They already know about you're-- mutation or whatever so I don't really get why we're hiding." He asks.

I furrow my eyebrows and try to emphasize my point using gestures, but I quickly come to the realization that he, indeed, cannot see me.

"I need time to- assess the situation? I'm not really sure, I'm just nervous. I'm scared you'll look at me different and such and I don't want to see that. Not to mention the fact that my eyes are currently blue,-"

I raised my hand to gesture to them, before quickly dropping it again as the realization, once again, back handed me.

"-as you saw before, But I'm also confused about what happened between Preston and Mitch. Preston never gets seriously mad like that ever. Do you know what happened?" I ask quietly.

I could tell he hesitated before talking.

"It's not entirely my place to tell you."

"You're just trying to get me to talk to them sooner by using my own curiosity against me aren't you."

"That wasn't the motive before, but it is now."

Sighing heavily, I stood and opened the curtain, before pulling Rob along with me.

"What are we doing?"

"I'm going to try and get rid of the nervousness I'm feeling by messing with people. Ya feel?"

"Ja feel you."

"Oh my god, stop."

I silently open the door and push it open, before dragging Rob behind me and towards the kitchen.

After briefly looking over the room, I turn back to Rob and mutter, "remember, don't let go unless you want to be seen."

I assume he nods when I don't get a response, so I continue the journey throughout the house.

Taking long strides between rooms, I come across Preston who was shuffling through the living room.

His hair was tousled and he was wearing a navy blue snuggie. Unsurprisingly, he had his hands daintily wrapped around a coffee mug of hot tea.

I instantly came to a halt at the sight, causing Rob to bump into me.

I stalk forward slowly until I'm behin Preston, before softly pulling at the snuggie and quickly pulling Rob along to abandon the room.