CHELSEA

Sudden strange interest.

"She was with me. "

I looked up and met his eyes, they were plain black, which blended with is black hair..

Confused.

"We were together last night, had somethings to discuss. " he continued.

Who?

Stefan.

I couldn't believe my ears, I looked at him again my brows furrowed in question and got a wink from him.

I blinked.

"Right Chelsea? " he asked me.

"Yeah.. Yeah we were together discussing. " I played along. I couldn't meet Dylan's eyes but I could feel it on me I shifted from one foot to the other.

"Really? Didn't know you two were close". Justin said.

"That's a lie! " jessica yelled. All eyes were on her now.

"What's your problem jessica, they both confirmed they were together last night so how is that any of your business?"

Dylan spoke up. She shot at him, a cold stare, he took it in and gave her one of his own.

Now, I know Stefan was saving my ass but it's still doesn't explain how the jewelry got in my bag. I summoned courage.

"So.. Jessica, do you mind telling us how this got into my bag. " I said.

"Yeah, since they were together, how can she be the thief? " kelly said.

"Yes jessica, explain." Dylan said.

"Yes jessica how? " Charlotte said.

Jessica was mute.

"I.. I don't know. " she answered.

"Now listen to me jessica, There are somethings you don't know in this house, i don't care who your dad is or how influencial he his, but I find out that you had a hand in this, you won't get away with it. " Dylan said and walked out.

The opening door caught our attention.

"I'm so sorry guys I was held up in the market, lunch will be ready soon. " ma'm Theresa said as she walked in, she stopped and scanned the room.

" The atmosphere seems tensed.. What's going on?" She asked.

"Nothing ma'm let me help you with that bag, it looks heavy." Tyler said, collecting the grocery bag from her, I threw a look Stefan's way before going up to room totally ignoring Jessica, I think its time i call Richard, she is really getting on my nerves.

I shut my room door, stood there for like a minute before all started to settle in, i began to wonder why Stefan of all people stepped I'm for me we have never actually said more than a few sentences to each other, was he the culprit? Cause' that's the only reason why he could defend me.

But it can't be, the necklace was found in my he cant be the culprit. This is jessica handiwork and I don't really know why she would just wake one morning and choose to do this to me, well It's jessica she doesn't really need a reason to harm me she is purely evil that's enough reason. But I've had enough, I think its time I use the one influence I didn't wanna use.

Richard.

Or should I say,

papa bear.

"####$$ "*****

Late afternoon now, I walked into the sitting room and it was empty, wonder if Dylan was home I just had this feeling like I really wanted to see him, i walked to the door of the his study, pressed my ears to it heard nothing, i gently knocked on the door gut no replies.. so opened and entered, he wasn't in, looking at the spot it all happened last night I blinked rapidly as if it would delete the memory from my mind, i took and a step then stopped, suddenly I felt the need to run.

Is this room hot or is it the blushing thats getting to my head.

I raised my hard and pressed it against my cheeks as the memory crept into my head, close and opened my eyes.

"This is pathetic ". I said out loud.

I turned to leave.

"What is pathetic? "

His voice sent electric waves up and down my spine.

"Dylan. " I blurted

"Chelsea. " he responded much calmly.

"Uhmm... I was just leaving. "

I shifted aside cause I was on his way, he shifted too, now he was the one in my way.

"Where are you going to? You have alot to do. " he said again holding my stare intensely.

I looked away.

"Why do you that? " he asked

"Do what? " I asked.

"Always Looking away when our eyes meet". He said, gently lifting my chin, our eyes meeting again. "You have such beautiful eyes.

My breathing quickened.

"I was just leav_"

"Yeah I know, you said already but I don't see you moving yet. "

"You are in my way. " I managed to say.

"So are you. " he said, his eyes never leaving mine.

Come on Chelsea you can do it, now is your time to ask.

"About yesterday. " I swallowed.

"What about it? " he asked, as if clueless. I rolled my eyes, then turned to meet his again, he still had that teasing questioning stare. Right there and then, he did it again, that particular movement that fueled my desire last night. He stared down at my lips, it was quick but he made damn sure I caught him.

I froze.

Again.

"I can't seem to comprehend you Chelsea, not when you say something bizarre about last night and then suddenly keep quiet the next minute." He said, finally stepping away, a swift movement he was at his table, he sat and I turned.

"Last night's scenero. " I said trying to jug his memory. But he gave a clueless face.

"Last night's kiss. " I said at last. Then he did most unexpected,

He laughed.

"I kissed you... Wait you are serious... Me? Like I... Dylan... Kiss you?"

I couldn't say anything, all I did was... Stare. He did have a nice laugh though, it was husky and gentle. But i was hurt to admire, too feeble to move.

"I'm sorry Chelsea, yeah I think I had alot to drink last night cause I had one helluva hangover this morning when I woke up, but I really can't remember doing such... Maybe its all in your head. Wait, were you even here last night? " he asked, sitting up.

Every word that escaped from his lips hurt like a bee sting. I felt like dodging to avoid them, i blinked back my tears, i felt so stupid. I got close to questioning myself if it was actually a dream, but no, cause' as much as I even tried to forget it I still can't get the sweet liquor taste out of my mouth.

"Yeah. " I said.. "You are right ". I continued, " my bad. " I said at last.

I took one last look at him, he was standing now, i couldn't read the expression on his face, didn't need to, all he said was enough to understand.

"I'll get going". I said and left i couldn't stand there any longer I couldn't breakdown in front of him.

i shut the door and climbed up to my room, shut the door and leaned on it but didn't notice her.

Yeah maybe he was drunk, or maybe it didn't even happen at all, i guess its only me that has the memory.. He might be right, maybe it was all in my head.

"Chelsea... Are you crying? ".

I looked up.

Shit.