Stolen Innocence

innocent

I must have fallen asleep after telling Blake my story. My body felt so tired. I was laying on the couch and the radio in the kitchen was blaring, and someone was singing Brittney Spears a little to off key.

I slowly stood up making my way to the kitchen, the aroma of pancakes and bacon hit me. Noah was standing on the counters in my mothers pink apron screaming "Hit me Baby one more time!" Blake had a spatula in hand using it as a micro phone. He was in a pair of sweats with no shirt on, his brown hair was a mess, and he looked absolutley adorable.

I burst out laughing as noah began 'playing guitar'. Blake immedietly stopped what he was doing as a slight blush burned on his face. "ugh, we made you breakfast." He ran a hand through his shaggy hair embaressed.

I smiled and walked over to the two boys, grabbing some breakfast I sat down, only to jump up really qucikly. "Noah!" Noah's eyes got big and he started running away. Every year on his birthday right when we woke up I would give him his minutes of tickle torture this year he'd get six.

He tried hiding behind Blake which caused him to spill batter all over himself. They both slid and fell onto the floor. I took my chance and began tickling Noah until he was laughing so hard tears were forming. Lily walked into the house with Diana they both began laughing at the mess we had made.

"You guys look horrible!" Diana exclaimed setting Noah's presents on the table.

"Noah bud come, we'll get you washed up." Lily laughed grabbing Noah's hand. Blake grabbed some batter and wiped it quickly on my face. I laughed at his immatureness.

"Thanks." He smiled his brilliant smile, that made my heart flutter.

We stared at eachother until Diana cleared her throat. "If you guys would like some privacy I could go." She joked. I could feel my face heat up as I pushed away from Blake.

"I'm gonna go clean up." Standing up I helped Blake to his feet.

"I could join you." He smiled wiggling his eye brows.

"I think I can handle it big boy.." A smirk played on his lips as he leaned in closer to me.

"I'm sure you can." He smiled before winking and running upstairs, I didn't realize what he was doing until I heard the shower start.

"Asshole." I mumbled.

Diana laughed at me. "You guys are so cute, I've never seen Blake act like that around anyone besides family, you guys must be something speacial." She sat down next to me.

"Look, I know Blake has done some really bad things in the past, but he's getting better, just being with you guys for the past week has made him a better person." She smiled at me. "You guys are good for eachother."

Noah and Lily came storming out of the bathroom. "Lily saw my wee!" I stared at him confused.

"What?" Noah's eyes got big.

"Lily! She saw it." He let his towel drop and pointed to his 'wee'.

"Lily's givin' you a bath before Noah." He shook his head frantically.

"I'm a big kid now, I can shower." We all laughed at him as he ran upstairs, only for him to scream and come back down.

He ran to my lap in a fit of giggles. "Blake's wearing your pink dress." I furrowed my eye brows confused until I realized he meant Blake was wearing my robe.

Blake came strutting down the stairs. His face bright red. "Diana, can you head over to the house and get me some clothes." He spoke through gritted teeth. All of us burst out laughing at how uncomfortable he was. Diana stood up and left the house.

"Blake has a wee too." Noah blurted out. I couldn't help but scan Blakes body, even in the robe he looked hotter than ever. Soon my doorbell rang, thinking it was Diana I opened it, only for Cole to come marching in.

We must have looked like a mess, Noah naked, Lily soaked from bathing him, myself caked in batter, and poor Blake.

"What happened?" Cole asked confsued staring at all of us.

"Pancake mix." Noah said making a popping noise. "Did you bring me something?" Noah said walking up to Cole. "It's my birthday you know?"

"Actually I came here to see Chloe." He came over and sat down next to me. "I have something to tell you and you might just hate me for it." He whispered in my ear. Blake was eyeing me caustiously.

"What is it?" I asked alarmed.

"I know who raped you."