The youngest Dutton

A Week Later

* MAZI'S POV*

I was laying on my bed thinking about all the things that have happened over the past week.

One, I get kidnapped.

Two, I get beaten up.

Three, Tate gets kidnapped.

Four, Tate and I are rescued and I fall asleep on Rips leg.

Then my boyfriend, Dean, carries me into the house.

The past few days I've been in my room, Dean by my side asleep as I was watching Netflix on my computer, when I get a knock at my bedroom door.

"Come in," I said out loud, so that the person outside my bedroom door could hear me.

It was Beth, my older sister.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked my sister.

"When are you going to get out of this room?" Beth asked me as I stayed still, not wanting to move Dean from laying on me.

"I don't know, whenever I want to. I was kidnapped for a week. I think I deserve some time to myself," I said to my sister.

"Well whenever you do come out, father wants to talk to your boyfriend," Beth said to me.

" Why?" I asked my sister.

" Its between father and Dean," Beth said to me again.

" Well father can go and shove it up his ass. Our father is everywhere and listens to himself and his family. And did you know that Dean doesn't have a family, but he has my. I'm his family. So if dad wants to talk to him, then he's also talking to me as well," I told Beth as she looked at Dean.

" You really love him don't you?" Beth asked me.

" Yes I do," I answered my older sister.

We stayed silent for a bit before I say, " Now go. I need some sleep."

Beth leaves the room and I move under the covers and Dean wrapped his arms around me tightly. I planted a soft kiss on his nose and laying my head on his arm. I closed my eyes as I heard Dean snoring beside me. Then I fell asleep.