chapter 9

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When I woke up Braxton still had his warm, strong arms around me. As I looked over at hos sleeping face I realised I was starting to feel things i never had about braxton before. He was my best friend for the majority of my life, but that was all he was. My best friend. Except for when his parents died he just cut him self off from me, iv hardly talked to him sence untill last night.

Last night when he started talking to me again, it was like he was a whole new persson. I couldnt help but notice that he now had musles and lost of them. My Braxton had never had musles befor, he had always been my scrawny little best friend. He looked good, really good. And his voice had changdped, the way he talked to me had changed, it was more sensual now then it ever had been befor. More enticing and sexy. I liked it.

All the sudden I remembered that he had started saying something befor i fell asleep, I imediatly wanted to know what it was but looking at his sleep face I couldnt bring myself to wake him up. So I got up and brushed my hai, then went to find a bathroom to brush my teeth.

This was a seriously decked out place for a wharehouse. On my qay to the bathroom, i found what looked to be a kitchen, and even a small living room with a tv and boxs apon boxs of........ wait are those oreos?

That seems a little odd.

Finaly i found the bathroom, thankfully there was a shower. I had a quick shower, brushed my teeth and went to see if he was awake.

I was passing the kitchen when I ran into someone.

Zeek looked down at me a mix of emotions flashing across his dark eyes. It started with relief then turned to anger and lastly saddness. He opened his mouth to say something. But Kourtney walked out after him.

"Oh Zeeky, I think you forgot sometyhing!" As she spotted me she put a hand over her mouth.

"What did you forget?" I asked Zeek.

Zeek opened his mouth to say something again, but agaun he was cut off.

"Uh, he forgot your guys cofee."

I looked at her knowing that she was lieing

You see, she used to live in france when she was little and since then she deffinatly lost her accent acsept for when she lies. Its almost like she trying to hard to talk and the small hint of an accent comes out.

She looked very uncomfortible standing there, so I walked around her and into the kitchen realising i was very hungery.

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Hey Braxton here.

I told Thisbe last night that I loved her and I honestly didnt think I ever would, it just kinda came out.

She didnt say anythingnfor a long time, and I was just about to go back to my own bed when I herd her start to snor, very loudly mitht I add. I smiled to my self and tightned my grip around her, listening to her snor for a few more minutes befor I fell asleep.

When I woke up she was gone. I herd my stomach rummble, noticing just how hungrey I was, I got up and went to find some sort of food. I really hoped there was at least a vending machen or something.

Looking around the whare house I saw three doors I hadnt seen last night, and went to investigate.

Through the first door was what looked like a living room. I didnt see much of anythingnbut a small tv and a coulple of huge stacks of boxes, so I went to the second door and opened it finding Thisbe and Zeek sitting at a little round table drinking cofee.

When I came in Thisbe glanced up at me and started blushing, I smiled at her, remembering last night.

But when Zeek looked up he glared at me like I had just murrdered his dog. I geuss he must of saw me in her bed.

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