words i didn't say ~ cmb [COMPLETED ✓ ]

ch. 5

we continue to walk back to corbyn's house and as soon as we step inside, we smell food being cooked.

"out!" mrs. besson yells.

"mom!" ashley responds.

"you guys are sandy! go out and get the sand off and then take some showers!" she yells through the screen net.

we walk outside the house as it sits on the beach.

we sit down on the porch and rub the sand off our legs with our towels.

"well, today was definitely fun!" maya laughs.

"that performance on the sand was definitely a hit!" ashley snorts.

"i didn't know you had a voice, azalea," maya says, looking at me, "you sounded really good!"

i blush, "thank you."

i'm not used to compliments. after corbyn left, my happiness left so i was in a depressed state for awhile.

i used to love to sing with corbyn when we were younger. we used to put on shows for our parents and we'd always bow like we were professionals.

"you should start making covers and post them on youtube!" maya says, jumping up.

"you could start a music career! i could be your manager and you could go on tour with corbyn and his band and-" ashley covers her mouth.

"hush child, the adults are speaking..." ashley says, giving maya a goofy grin.

"umm, ashley. i'm older than you," she confusedly says.

"your point?" ashley says sassily.

"wow, corbyn. your sister is sassy as fuck," maya laughs.

"hey! maya, you know the rule! no cursing around me little sister!" corbyn says, shaking his finger at her.

maya puts her arms up in defeat, "sorry corbyn."

"c'mon, you guys almost done dusting the sand off?" he asks, mother-like.

we all nod our heads.

"ok so, we have 2 showers available for use. maya, you can used mine and azzy, you can use ashley's," he looks at us for confirmation.

"oh... wait. i should shower at home. i don't have clothes here," i tell them.

"it's fine, you can just wear one of my sweatshirts and a pair of ashley's jeans or something..." he thinks.

"uhh... thanks..." i say.

"hey corbyn?" maya asks him.

"yes honey boo boo?" corbyn smiles.

"wanna shower with me?" she winks as i walk away.

i'm grossed out. why would she even ask him that?

she could have asked him in private... that's just weird.

i walk up to ashley's room and grab a pair of jeans.

ashley doesn't mind that i go through her clothes because she's like a sister to me.

i knock on corbyn's door to see if i can grab a sweatshirt but i hear the shower on and hear many groans.

eww. they couldn't have waited until the house was empty to do the dirty.