Where are we going? (✔)

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"He's not who you think he is, Katie."   Keeps replaying over and over again in my head. What could Noah have meant by that? River and Noah are the closest out of the boys, so he would know best. Maybe he meant because of his age? No. Noah wouldn't have been that upset over things like age and children. What could it be? 

"Kate, are you listening to me?" Nick asks me and I look over at him. 

"Um, yeah?" I say and give him a small smile. 

"Oh really, what did I say?" he raises an eyebrow and I know I've been caught. I can't seem to be able to pay attention today. 

"Yeah, sorry. I wasn't listening. I was thinking about something," I tell him honestly and see his face scrunch in worry. 

"Is this about something that Noah said? He promised he would wait for me to be ready before spilling the beans like that," he looks worried and I look at him like a crazy person. 

"Nick, what on earth are you talking about? What does 'spill the beans' even mean?" I look at him like he's gone loony and he starts laughing. 

"I keep forgetting you're not like other kids our age so you don't know most slang. 'Spill the beans' means to tell someone's secret to someone they didn't want to know. I don't want you knowing something I told Noah, but by the look on your face I can tell he hasn't told you. Yet at least," he looks me over and I give him a small smile. 

"I have no idea what you're going on about Nick, but now I'm curious. When I'm curious I always find out," I grin and he turns pale, thinking about my ways of finding out. He grabs my arm and looks deep into my eyes. 

"Don't hurt Noah so he'll tell you. I know you don't hold feelings for your family other than respect so you don't understand feelings and emotions like love and protection as well as other do, but Noah is my best friend. I've known Noah since right before you disappeared. It broke him. Just please don't break him again," the last words he says leaves in a whisper and his eyes looks like he isn't here, but somewhere far away. 

"Why do I have a feeling you feel something for my brother that he isn't aware of and that most friends don't feel for their friends?" I whisper to him and I see a single tear go down his face. 

"Because I do. I love Noah. Far more than I'll ever let him know. He's in love with HER and I'll always just be the supportive, goofy friend that watched his best friend love women. I listen to everything he tells me and keep my feelings to myself. Please don't tell him. I told him I like you so he wouldn't get fishy. I love Noah. So much. He'll never love me back," he says all of this to the ground and tears run freely down his face. 

"You know, you do look kinda gay. Now that you mention it, I definitely see it," I chuckle and grin at him. He gives me a fake side glare and laughs with me. "I won't tell him, but Nick. I think Noah feels stronger about you than you think he does. Maybe someday you'll get the courage to tell him just how you feel. I mean I think he's gay too, have you notice how much his girlfriend looks like a boy?" I joke with him and he laughs harder as he nods. We stay like that for a bit. Laughing and enjoying one of the first nice days of spring under the sun. 

Later that day I start working up a plan. I said I wouldn't tell Noah, I never promised I wouldn't get a confession out of him for being in love with Nick. *Que evil scheming laugh* I walk into Noah's room early in the morning and hear him snoring louder than a bear growls and giggle a little. This is going to be easier than I thought. I almost get Noah out of his bed when I hear a floorboard creak behind me and quickly turn towards the sound. Behind me stands identical looking girls with the most clear blue eyes I have ever seen. Looking at them, to someone else they might seem like normal little girls. At closer look you can tell who they are and why they are here. Mind reading triplets of the Caribbean. They all slowly turn their heads towards me and say at the same time, "There is no reason for pain here. The boy will answer your questions without much influence. He is but a emotionally weak teenage boy," they start glowing a little as they all move at the same time towards Noah. "He is so scared no one will like him if he is himself that he goes through so much pain with the life he hides behind. The one you need to torture is the one that is of the opposite gender and acts like she owns him." They all look at me before the middle one moves the hair away from his eyes. "So much pain for someone so young." They whisper and disappear as quickly as they appeared. What did they mean by The One I Need To Torture Is The One That Is Of The Opposite Gender And Acts Like She Owns him...? I sit on Noah's floor in a corner and think about it. 

   I've been sitting in Noah's room for almost an hour when I hear him stir in his sleep. He turns over and I stand up, he looks at my shadow and cowers away, covering his head with his arms. Why? I move closer to him and notice he is shaking in fear and quietly pleading to get it over with. I crouch down so we're face to face and whisper to him, "Who is hurting you so much you cower away from the shadow of a woman half your size?" I see him open his eyes and he looks at my face in confusion. A single tear rolls down his face and he sniffles. 

"I don't know what you're talking about, Katie," he insists as he rolls out of bed away from me and tries to wipes his face so I don't see. He turns back around with a child like grin, "What's for breakfast? I'm starving," he throws on a shirt and runs downstairs, but he wasn't quick enough. I saw the marks on his back and chest. Someone is hurting my brother, a female someone, and I have a feeling I know who it is. All I want to know is how no one else saw it and why he hasn't told anyone. "He is so scared no one will like him if he is himself that he goes through so much pain with the life he hides behind."  Maybe the triplets mean he is gay and she knows and he thinks it's okay that she treats him this way because he thinks he is a disgrace. Looks like I know who I'm going to torture today. 

A/N 

Hey guys! This chapter is mostly about awareness of female abusers and how not knowing someone's sexuality can seriously hurt them with the wrong comment. Thanks for reading. Please don't forget to: 

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