What Is Left Unsaid : An Ashley Purdy Love Story

You're Never Gonna Guess

TIANA'S POV :

      "Y'know , I think I'm starting to see why Scott and Shannon think that thing is obnoxious ." , Ash informs me , looking up at the extremely large stuffed dragon hanging from the ceiling in my bedroom . "It's kinda creepy how it seems like it's watching us ."

     "Hey , don't diss Bertram ! Besides , you're the one that got him for me , remember ?"

      "I just won the game , you picked it out , not me ! And why did you name it Bertram ? That doesn't really sound like a particularly dragon - y name ."

      "I dunno , that's just what it seemed like his name should be ." , I say . "Besides , I've heard some of the stories about the tour bus , and backstage ! Why should you be bothered by a stuffed toy , when you've had the other guys , and apparently , random inteviewers , seeing some of the shenanigans you've gotten up to ?"

      "When you put it that way , I'm not sure , it just seems weird for some reason ."

      "Besides , I'd like to think that you might accidentally have more interesting things to pay attention to besides him when you're here ." , I say , running my fingers down his stomach as he's lying on his back in my bed , his eyes flickering back and forth between me and the dragon .

     "Well , when you put it that way ..." , he growls , giving me a devilish grin . " I think I could ..."

     BANG ! BANG ! BANG !

     "Tiana , time to get up ! It's your turn to make breakfast today , and we're starving !" , we hear Brian shouting outside my door .

      "Fuck ! We're not gonna get him to go away , are we ?" , Ash groans .

      "He's your cousin , you know the answer to that as well as I do ." , I reply . "You go hop in the shower and get yourself ... 'ready for public viewing' , let's say , and I'll deal with our pair of resident ass - monkeys ."

      We get out of bed , with Ash heading for the bathroom , while I throw on my "Nodwick" T- shirt and a pair of red sweatpants, and walk out to the kitchen .

      "Good morning , sis !" , Scott says cheerfully .

      "Well , you're half right ." , I tell him , as I walk over to the refrigerator and open the door .I look inside , see what I was looking for , and take it out .

      "Are you using that for breakfast ? As I recall , that wasn't very good ." , Scott says when he sees the squeeze can of pimento cheese in my hand .

      "Nope , I have something entirely different in mind ." , I inform him , just as Brian enters the kitchen .

      "Hey , you're up ! What's for breakfast ?" , he chirps , and I walk over to him , grab the front of his pants , stick the nozzle of the can into his waistband , and squeeze .

      "FUCK ! What the hell was that for ?" , he screams .

      Scott tries his best to keep from laughing as he says , "Somehow I get the feeling that you interrupted something , hon ."

      "Shit ! I'd better stay away from Ash , or I might end up looking like a freakin' sundae or something ." , Brian mumbles , as he goes to change his pants , and Scott finally loses the fight with his giggles .

      "I didn't want to laugh in front of him . But that was kinda mean , T ."

      "OK , I'll keep that in mind the next time I hear that damn waterbed of y'all's sloshing around . Maybe I'll come stand outside your door and yell 'Cowabunga' , and 'Surf's up" the whole time you're trying to get it on ."