Welcome to the Dangerous Side

The Cabin

Chapter 3- The Cabin

—this is a continued part of chap. 2–

We are face to face, I feel his breath hitting my face and I'm sure he can feel my hitting his chest as he towers over me by quite a bit.

He finally breaks the silence, "how could you not see them at the bottom of the stairs?!" Seems upset.

"Because.. I was too busy watching you." My blush becomes more noticeable.

"Th-they haven't seen me like that since..." a tear is forming in his eye.

"Since what? You have yet to tell me where Bree's mom went." I'm sure I look upset but I'm just confused. There is a knock on the door.

"Come in.." he answers the door, unlocking it, Jake walks in, "tell her what happened to Bree's mom... please.."

"She uh... she died an hour after Bree was born.." he just watches Morg's face, I just stand there, a tear runs down both of their faces, "and it's my fault..."

"No it isn't... you weren't the doctor, you were just the apprentice watching..." Morg sniffles.

I-I don't know what to say... that is some news. "Jake.. Thank you. You are dismissed." I'm quick to say. He knows I mean it, he leaves closing the door.

"Why did you dismiss him?!" Morg seems to be upset.

"You don't like anyone seeing you be emotional. I get that he is one of your best friends but... you know what.. we need to change out of these clothes." I head back out, I grab our bags, I carry them upstairs and drop them in the middle of the floor. 

"Bree... she looks so much like her mom.."I can tell he is starting to break down, I hate seeing people cry.

"I would say I get it... but I don't." I sit on the bed, patting the spot next to me, gesturing for him to sit next me.

He moves to sit next to me, "no one ever does.." he just starts to cry.

I help him take off his jacket and shoes, "are you warm? Or cold?" I watch him.

He leans into me, crying, "I-I just wanna sleep right now."

"Ok, just lets get ready for bed." I run his head, I feel bad for him.

He gets up and heads toward the bathroom, being as quick as i can i also get changed and ready for bed, but i can't wash my face or brush my teeth until he is done. How long does it take for him to get ready for bed?! He is almost like me but I take longer.

He comes out, "finally.... You take forever"

"I don't take that long" he slightly rolls his eyes, I rush past him, "rushy much?"

I slam the door, ugh. Anyways i pull out my facial stuff and toothbrush, brushing my teeth, flossing and putting on whitening strips. While the white strips are working their magic I remove any makeup, cleanse, tone, and moisturize my skin, ahhh feels clean.

"Wanna watch a movie tonight?" i hear from the room.

"Sure, as long as you get snacks or order in, unless you want me to cook." I implied.

"WE can cook." he can cook?! I come out of the bathroom looking surprised, pulling my white strips off, "why do you look surprised that I can cook?" he smiles, stretching.

"UHH HELL YEAH! So I have been cooking for the two of you when you could be cooking for me and Bree??!!" I deadass look I'm in the eyes, I can feel and see, staring at my chest, "and duffes my eyes are up here." I smirk.