Nathan and Abigail (No Longer being updated)

Chapter 9.

I flip from channel to channel on the T.V and shovel more ice cream into my mouth.

"You are going to get fat thighs if you keep eating all that ice-cream." Ben says with a smirk as he comes to lean on the side of the lounge chair I'm sitting on.

I look up at him and send him a death glare.

"Shut up." I mumble while having another spoonful of the chocolate ice-cream.

He laughs at me and then his face sets into a serious expression.

"How are you doing?" he asks softly.

I bite down on my lip and start flipping through the channels again. I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to feel anything, I just want to sit here with my ice-cream and watch the T.V.

"I'm fine Ben." I reply shortly.

He nods and looks over at the kitchen.

"What are they talking about?" He questions while gesturing his head over at Mum, Dad and Matt.

"I honestly don't know, but I am guessing it's about me."

When I got home last night, Mum and Dad tried questioning me about what was going on, but I just went straight to my room, not wanting to talk about anything.

When I woke up this morning, Matt was out in the kitchen making me a cup of hot chocolate and he held up a two litre tub of chocolate ice-cream with a grin. He has been hanging out with me all day, trying to keep my mind off, Nathan, but no matter how hard he tries, I can't seem to get him off my mind. Everything I see on T.V or everything I do reminds me of him, and I know it sounds completely cliche, but I just can't help it. I sigh and flick the channel over to Nickelodeon. Spongebob Squarepants suddenly takes over the T.V and I sigh once again.

"Argh, re-run." I mutter to myself as I change the channel, again.

"Hey I liked that one!" Ben bursts from next to me.

"Too bad." I say while poking my tongue out at him.

A sudden grin spreads across his face and he sits on my lap, crushing my legs in the process.

"Argghh! Get off me you little shit!" I yell while trying to push him off me.

Ben starts to laugh and as much as I try to get him off me, he wont budge. Oh my god, when did he get so heavy?

"God Ben, when did you get so fat?" I ask, trying to sound serious.

He looks down at me and looks at me with a mock hurt expression on his face.

"I am very hurt by this question sister, very, very hurt." he replies while shaking his head.

I bite down on my lip and reach behind my head to grab my pillow. I pull it out from behind me and slam it across his face. I burst out laughing as Ben gives me the most evil glare I have ever seen and he tries to grab my pillow off me.

"You aren't getting my pillow Ben!" I yell as I clutch it to my chest.

I wish he'd get off me already, he will end up squishing me to death if he continues sitting on me.

"Ben, get off your sister!" Dad yells from his spot in the kitchen and both Ben and I turn to look at him innocently.

I catch Matt's eye and he grins at me. I smile back at him as Ben gets up off me, and  I sigh in relief.

"I heard that." Ben says as he walks off toward his bedroom.

I chuckle to myself and as I'm about to get back to watching more pointless T.V, I catch a part of Mum and Dad's conversation with Matt.