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Chapter Fourteen (14)

Sencers p.o.v

[Dirty at the end]

I honestly didn't even know what to do, I went shopping with Noahs mom though. It was really fun to tell you the truth, I spent some money off the card. I bought myself some underwear-so I wouldn't have to constantly wear Noahs-socks, and a soda. I was actually very happy I was able to buy myself something for one.

There was a lot of money on the card as well, like one thousand dollars, it was a shock to find that out really.

"Oh, and I've set up the guest room. So, you can bring the duffel bag in there if you would like." She smiled, "Its small really, but since Noah's being a rut. I guess it would be good then having to stay in the bathroom." She shrugged, giggling a bit.

"Um... Ya" I blushed, "Thanks." I smiled, feeling my lip sting form the sudden movement.

"I'm sure he'll come around, he's just being really stubborn if you ask me." She rolled her eyes. "I've raised a dramatic son." She shrugged, pulling up to the driveway, "Head inside, Ill grab my bags." She smiled.

"OK..." I paused, before nodding and walking to the front door, opening it. 'Home, sweet home.' The sign read. Home, ya... Right.

I ran to the room right in front of the stairs, opening the door. I peered inside, mouth hanging open. Small? Is she crazy? This was like bigger than my other room. I walked in, dropping the bag, and placing the soda on the night stand as I jumped on the bed. Comfortable, but Noahs was still better.

Shrugging, I smiled happily. I shouldn't be complaining, when I'm offered a home stabler then the one I was living in.

"What are you doing?" Pulling my head out of the pillows, I turned towards the door, blushing deep.

"Uh..." Shrugging I moved off the bed, and on the other side of the room, away form Ryan.

"Eh," He put up his hand. "Not here to touch. To tell actually." He nodded. I relaxed slightly, but still kept guard. "So... I've seen," He nodded. He sat on the chair on the opposite side of the room. "Noah is 'upset' because you didn't tell him your little secret," He bit his lip, smiling. "And you... You're weird, honestly." He huffed. "But, you've been sad because Noah hasn't been showing any affection to you lately, and really, y'all aren't only bringing me down. But yourselves as well, and it's really starting to piss me off." He shrugged, leaning forward.

"OK..." Is he bipolar?

"If you want him to 'give in' or 'talk to you' then show him." He shrugged, "Your body." He said as if the most obvious thing in the world.

"B... But..."

"No." He held up his hand, cutting me off. "I don't care. You too, love sick birds are driving the whole house insane because you are all awkward, I'm here, talking to you, man to... Man? Telling you to smarten up, and show him. Show him what you've been hiding so he can grow some balls and see how much of a dick he was been, OK?" He spoke, he sounded so determined its kind of weird.

I nodded. "Uh, than-"

"No problem." He smiled, and left the room.

What the?

After a wonderful dinner of roast, potatoes, and a dessert of chocolate moose cake, I showered, and scrubbed myself clean-I wanted to show Noah the real me, but I dont know if I could without being scared, I dont want to get judged.

I wasn't able to look myself in the mirror to be honest, I had to kept pretending I had this perfect body had to show Noah, or else I wouldn't be able to do it, and I'd ruin the family in this house, seeing I had already ruined mine-I didn't need to ruin another.