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MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

It's the morning of Christmas Eve where I live so this is gonna be an early Christmas present for you guys! THREE CHAPTERS ARE UP NOW, AT THE SAME TIME TOO!

Hope you enjoy! And read the note afterwards too :)

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... { " They can't see me like this. " }

The sound of giggling and a low chuckle was all anyone would hear from Tommy's room. When we got home, my little brother didn't hesitate to drag Wyatt to meet his collection of stuffed animals. I was leaning against the door frame, watching the two with a hint of a smile lingering on my lips.

"Who's this little guy?" Wyatt asked, holding up a plush giraffe.

Tommy's eyes widened and a wide grin spread across his face. "That's Jerry,"

Wyatt laughs at the name. "Jerry the Giraffe." He laughs again, and I'm taken aback at how happy and genuine it is. His laugh rang through my ears smoothly and caused me to relax into the sweet sound.

Seeing this side of Wyatt proved to be a huge surprise, mostly because I had always seen him as having a tough, hard exterior. Maybe he wasn't all he cracked up to be? Maybe underneath that intimidating shell was a softie?

"Hey sis, wanna play with us?" Tommy asked, snapping me from my short daze.

I glanced from my little brother, who had hopeful eyes, before they landed on Wyatt. His face was mysterious, almost curious to see if I would answer Tommy. I couldn't do it.

I shook my head softly and turned away to hide the guilt I felt. I left the room slowly, but I could faintly hear their voices.

"She's always like that when other people are around." I heard Tommy say, and my heart squeezed.

"But why?" Wyatt asked curiously.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"I don't know."

They spilled over my cheeks. I know.

I know why I wouldn't talk to other people besides my family. It was hard to admit it. I couldn't do it.

A wave of guilt and sadness washed over me and I choked on the sobs that escaped my throat. I needed to hide and compose myself before Tommy or Wyatt see me. They can't see me like this.

I run down the hallway towards the bathroom and entered, shutting the door and making sure it's locked. I leaned against the door and slid down until my backside hit the cold tiled floor. I buried my hands into my face and released the sobs. They danced across the walls in an echo and I hoped my brother wouldn't hear me.

All my life I have hidden myself away from other people. It wasn't their fault, it was mine. I had developed this fear of talking ever since the day I lost my friends.

The day I truly felt alone.

A/N:

Finally updated. I know not much happens here, but I tried to show Ivory's control over her fear, which isn't much. And isn't Wyatt sweet for playing with Tommy? There's a different side to him and I will be showing more of it later on.

So so so sorry for the late updates, I've been super busy with school and I had writers block for a while. But don't worry, I have a few more chapters that I've pre-written so I'll be updating those soon :D

Happy reading! :) xx