Trapped Inside Myself SEQUEL

Break in

I felt very tired, like I could fall asleep right here, as I lied in his bed spooning with Ezra he played with my hair gently with was actually feeling nice.

But with all this good happening in the present right now, I somehow couldn't t stop my mind from thinking about where my father was, I couldn't even call him anymore since I didn't know where he was, though he was the reason Brett attacked me, I wondered why he never did anything about it, I mean maybe if he would have just taken it out with Brett I'd have a normal life, maybe even without Ezra but I'd have a better life and then I wouldn't have to be worried for Calvin and now Patrick too.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Ezra asks tiredly but I could tell he still cared and it made me snuggle closer to him.

"Nothing," I reply, curious as to how he new I was thinking hard.

"Yes you are, you can tell me." He pushes.

"It's fine." I say brushing it off.

"I know that the the weight of the world can get inside our minds beat you up sometimes, so let it out." Ezra says gently caressing my arm.

"My dad... what life would have been like if he'd just felt with Brett when I was younger." I said drifting off in thought at the end.

"Is that what you want, are you not happy with how your life has turned out?" Ezra stiffened a little taking my honesty the wrong way.

"I'm happy about us," I reassured him turning around to face him, I pecked his cheek with a smile.

"It's just that I'm worried about Calvin and Patrick getting dragged into this whole Black van thing, the two of us have been researching for over a week and not found anything yet, I mean we only have a license plate to go by." I frowned as I looked at his chest rising a falling calmly to the beat of his heart.

"Don't worry love," I almost blushed for some reason at his pet name, even though it wasn't as weird as I felt right now." You've got me, and the whole land sharks on your side, witch reminds me we have to get ready for the club." He says with a sigh.

"Um, I didn't dress for the club..." I said quirking an eyebrow at him, he hadn't told me anything about going out.

"Then lets go shopping before we go there." He says grinning.

"I don't like shopping." I said giving him a pointed look.

"Of course you don't..." he trails off being snarky with me.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask sitting up now and crossing my arms.

"I mean what person doesn't like clothes shopping, even I do." He says giving me a look of disbelief.

" well, I look at shopping as a waste of time unless it's for like knives guns, food or cars." I say listing off the only kinds I like on my fingers, I wasn't willing to spend his money either.

"Shane, let me do something nice for you. maybe you'll like shopping with me?" He says smirking.

"I doubt if very much." I say board.

"Well I don't give a shit, we're going to buy you a dress and it's final." He says," plus what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't by you nice things ?" He asks smirking again.

"Maybe a bad one in another girls opinion but in my opinion I'd be just as happy and... wait did you say a dress?" I ask narrowing my eyes, he new I didn't do dresses, and the last time I wore one was because Malik would have stripped me down to get me into one if I objected.