The Cabin •Jc Caylen•

66. "American"

It seems that lately love is the only thing on my mind. I mean it should be, I love my friends, I love my parents and I love Jc. What causes love? What made me fall in love with Jc? I like to think it was the way he is, kind, smart, funny but what if it's something totally different from that? What if it was the way he walked? Or even the way he dresses? Think about it, everyone obviously loves their mother or father but why?

I know what most people would think, 'they brought me into this world, that's why I love them' or 'they made me into the person that I am today'. Those are great reasons but I always like to think deeper.

They'll be a time in every person's life that they will be unhappy with their life or the way they are, and the only ones to blame will be the parents. I know I sound crazy but just think about it, a person never stops loving something it's simply impossible. After you overcome whatever was bothering you, you'll become closer to your parents because they'll be the ones there to fix their mistake. So is it possible that you didn't love your parents until something tragic happened?

I didn't ever stop loving Jc, not even when he had Lia's pictures on his phone. I didn't blame him. Deep down inside I blamed myself for not being enough for him to delete her pictures and forget about her. In reality I do love him I just don't love myself. If my theory is correct, if something bad were to happen I would probably pick myself up and love myself, but if I'm being honest I don't think I'll ever love myself the way I think I love other people.

I fluttered my eyes open as the sunlight began to creep into the room. I smiled to myself, a new day means new opportunities. I reached over to feel Jc's bare chest but to my surprise he wasn't there. I furrowed my eye brows in confusion.

Instead of Jc's warm body I felt a small piece of paper.

'Drove into town with the girls to get us breakfast. Be back soon

                                            -cuddle muffin'

I let out a small laugh as I read the last part. I knew the only one in the house would be Kian. I haven't gotten any alone time with him, so might as well go bother him.

But first I decided to take a shower and brush my teeth. I was already nude so as soon as I started the water I made sure to wash up.

After a quick shower I got out and got dressed. I don't think we were going out today I changed into a fresh pair of pajamas.

I walked across the hall to his room and opened the door. As usual he wasn't awake yet. Ever since Alice moved in this room has been cleaner and it smells way nicer now.

I jumped on the bed and laid next to him.

"Why the fuck are you up so early?" He asked with his morning voice.

I shrugged my shoulders, "early bird gets the worm"

He shoved a pillow in his face, "sometimes I hate how perky you are, especially in the morning" he groaned.

"Perky? That's Alice's thing" I said as I threw my leg over him. If I'm ever laying in bed with someone I always like to put my leg over a pillow or the person, it makes me feel comfortable.

"But you're always perky in the morning, how the fuck do you that?" He muffled through the pillow.

"I actually have no clue" I said as I poked his side.

"Go back to sleep" he said as he threw the pillow at me.

"But I'm not tired" I said as I looked at him, "let's go for a walk, let's go on an adventure! Who knows maybe we'll stumble upon a lost treasure box and when we open it we get one wish each"