I doze off daydreaming about home and food. Man I am so hungry...
"We are here Miss Saige." Ryan says to me, gently shaking me. "Miss Saige..."
"Mphm?" I mumble, turning over.
"Okay if you insist." He scoops me up carrying me bridal style and starts walking into the apartment complex.
"IM UP!!! IM UP!!!" I screech, twisting around, then jumping to the ground.
"Ugh..." I moan in pain, landing funny in my wedges.
"Be careful of the crowds, I am right behind you." Ryan says.
"I can deal with it." I say, unafraid. I swiftly open up the door on the sleek black car, just as Ryan goes to reach it. He leans in, inches away from my face, I can feel his staggered breath on my neck. But before anything can happen...
"Miss Saige!!! Look this way!!" a reporter shouts, waving like a crazy women.
"Can I have your autograph?" A little blond asks me.
"Go Saige!! Yea!!" a tall man and his wife cheer. Woah. I dart back and fourth, scribbling my name on paper, and signs. Smiling, attempting to answer questions... It's all overwhelming. Once I make my way inside, it's not much better.
"Miss Saige, your back!" The faithful receptionist says.
"Won't be here for long!" I call over my shoulder. Ryan cuts them off at the stairs and motions for me to make a run for it. I go as quick as I can, but start breathing heavily after the first flight. Gosh, I am out of shape. Ryan catches up to me. I hold his arm as we make our way up the stairs and to the door of my home. It doesn't feel quite like home anymore, but I miss it none the less. I knock on the door, and the second my hand made contact with the wood, it was flung open. There was Owen and Abigail, and Thomas and his mother off to the side. They all smother me with hugs, yes including Thomas.
"Saige, your mascara is a little smudged." Abigail says to me in a quiet, steady voice. I didn't even realize I started crying. I gave her a small smile and hugged her.
"I am so sorry." I whisper in her ear.
"It's okay. I am better now." She says. Then it hits me.
"Oh, this is Sir Ryan everyone. He is from New York County too and is my personal palace guard. He is staying here until I leave. This is Abigail." I say pointing to her. "And Owen, my brother. And Thomas, my best friend and neighbor. And his mom, Penny Woods.
"Nice to meet you Abigail." Ryan says bringing her in for a light hug. "Same to you, Sir Owen, Sir Thomas, and Mrs Woods."
"Honey please drop the formality. As long as your with her," she says winking at me, "you are part of our little messed up family."
"Okay, Penny?" He says nervously. I smile over at Ryan, assuring he did the right thing.
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"Since when did you become such a good cook?" I say, partially laughing, while I help Owen with the dishes.
"Since Abigail complained about frozen chicken fingers!"
"That's a new low Owen, how far do you have to go to hate chicken fingers?"
"Pretty low."
"How is work?"
"I decided to switch jobs."
"WHAT?!? That's awesome! How is it? What are you doing now?!?" I exclaim. Owen was never very happy, and the non steady income made it worse.
"I am a realtor now, it fits in with the contractor thing. Plus I am making more money now and the hours are flexible so I can be home more."
"That's amazing! I am so proud of you." I say, embracing Owen.
"I got you a surprise too, go check out your room."
"Okay...."
"Saige! Come look!" Abigail exclaims, dragging me to our room.
"Woah..." The ratty old full bed and green quit was replaced with two pretty, wooden, twin beds, one white with yellow polka dots and one was bubblegum pink.
"Saige we won't be cold in the winter anymore! Feel it!" She motions for me to touch the new comforter. It's like a huge, fluffy, pink pillow. Ryan looks over with a sad smile, then Owen comes in and hugs me from behind.
"It's waiting for you when you are eliminated, but I think that's a slim chance. In fact I hope you never get to use this."
"Thanks Owen," I say overjoyed. "How did you know it was the perfect color?" We look at each other for a full three seconds in silence before laughing. Almost everything I owned was that color. "Now I do not know about you, but these dishes wont be cleaning themselves!"
"I'll help." Thomas quickly offers.
"Are we going to have this discussion again?" I say exasperated.
flashback:
"Daddy says that you are a guest, so I take your plate!" I say to eight year old Thomas.
"I just wanna help Saigie."
"But I wanna do what Daddy says is polite."
"I will take both of your plates lovebirds, now go play. You too Owen!" A tall tan man with brown hair and a dark beard fuzz says.
"For the last time Daddy we are not lovebirds." I say, smiling.
"Yea," Owen says. "Well not yet..." he mumbles quietly. But I still heard him.
"Stop giving your father a hard time," a thin blond says. "I hope this one will be easy." she says motioning to her baby bump.
"As long as I have a healthy child," my dad says grabbing my (former) moms hand. "I couldn't care less...
end of flashback:
"....but I won't resist anymore." I say, with a small smile. "Fallow me. Everyone else, get a movie started or break out our board game."
"Movie! Movie! Movie!" Abigail chants, while leading everyone to our little living room.
"You better be good at washing dishes! Otherwise you are going to have to speed up." I say, taunting him.
"I do not just wash dishes..." Thomas says with a sly smile.
"Oh I see then," I say. "What are you proposing then?"
"Oh come on Saige!" he says a little too loudly, Ryan and Abigail look over. "Now I have to go wash your shirt, it's all my fault..." he looks over to the counter. "Alfredo got on it!" He scoops me up and rushes me to the bathroom, closing the door behind us. With another sly smile, he slowly takes off my shirt and then starts to kiss me. I kiss him back, unaware at the moment of what might happen if I was caught. I jump up and rap my legs around his torso, not breaking the kiss. He is just so familiar and stable, like something I know and can do. And he is not kissing twenty other girls trying to find the perfect wife.
authors note:
ohhhh heating up for Saige, on a side note, this is my LONGEST CHAPTER SO FAR!!!! yayyyy! more like this length to come in the future!! please vote/comment/share/ask me questions. till next time. also sorry the photo isn't quite working, will fix soon.
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