The Notorious Story Of Jupiter Rory

Chapter Twelve

"No one ever stays the same, sometimes people change over night, or years. But the people you meet, will eventually change."

I groaned out, dragging my feet as I made my way around my room. It was Friday and I just got home from school. While I was getting ready for a nap Dakota texted me.

Apparently their all going apple picking, including Noah and Zeke. Since I was 'dating' Noah, they thought I should come with.

Which wasn't too serious, but Friday's after school was my time to nap, it was my time to laze around and watch movies.

But no, that all had to be ruined.

Dramatic, I know.

My bedroom door bursts open and Bellamy walks in with Tyson, the both of them staring daggers at me.

"So, you and Noah aye?" Tyson drawls out, pacing around my room while Bellamy took a seat on my bed.

I rolled my eyes at them, and they say I'm the only dramatic one in this family.

I shrugged my shoulders, glancing through my closet, "Yeah, what about it?" I shot back, raising an eyebrow.

They always liked to act like they were older than me, especially when boys were involved.

"He just doesn't seem like your type, he's apparently a very violent guy, or so I've heard." Tyson added on, causing me to laugh out.

I shook my head at him, "Noah would never lie a hand on me, and if he did I'd kick his ass. Trust me guys, it's fine."

Bellamy snorted, "I'm not worried about you, I know you'll fuck a guy up if he hurts you, but Tyson isn't so confident that you can."

I grabbed my yellow long sleeve shirt hanging up and a pair of my black overalls, I throw my clothes on the bed and sighed out.

"Sure, Noah can come off as mean but he isn't to me. You guys have nothing to worry about." I explained, hoping the message would be clear.

I don't think Noah would ever hurt a girl, maybe emotionally but not intentionally. I know for a fact he'd never raise a hand to me.

If he did, I'd cut his hand off.

"I just don't want to see you get your heart broken." Tyson says, dragging a hand down his face.

I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him, "I'm a big girl, and older than you both! So stop worrying about me, if I get my heart broken than it is what it is." I replied.

He grumbled under his breath before standing to his feet, "I'll kick his ass if he breaks your heart." Tyson says, walking towards my door.

Bellamy grunted, standing to his feet, "Bro, she can take care of herself. But if you need some serious damage done to him, let us know." Bellamy says, ruffling my hair.

I slapped away his hand before pointing at my bedroom door, they both take the hint and leave, closing the door behind them.