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Chapter 13
By Taylors-wolf-girl

 


Cone and I laughed and walked towards the rooms. We put all of our things in one room and decided who was going where. There was only two beds in each room this time, Cone and I were together and Derek was put with us. Dave and Steve took their things and walked straight across the hall into their room. I collapsed on a bed and declared it mine. Derek tried to do the same but was to close to the edge. He bounced once and right off the bed! I giggled and rolled over to see him laying on the floor in a ball. He got to his feet and brushed himself off. I laughed at him again and he jumped on the bed and started tickling me. Cone was spaced, he wasn't paying attention to anything.

“Jason a little help here” he came back when he heard his name.

“sure why not” he started tickling me as well and I couldn't breath. When I laugh I hold in all my air and well I couldn't breath!! Cone stopped and by then Derek was just poking me. I had my arms around my stomach and I curled into a little ball and started laughing really hard. Derek turned so his back was towards me. I looked at cone and I poked Derek in the back and Cone tickled him. I started tickling him from the back and Cone was from the front, he squealed like a little girl and Cone burst out laughing because he never heard him do that before. The others came back and they had puzzled looks on their faces when they walked in.

~~**~~1 MONTH LATER~~**~~

“guys your gonna be late!!” I yelled from the bottom of the stairs. The guys were all staying in my house with Cone. We decided to move from Ajax because well my mother and it wasn't big enough for our personalities.

“yeah babe were coming” Cone yelled over the railing of the stairs. We were going to a party celebrating the release of the new CD. Steve came sliding down the banister so did Dave. Derek and Cone were having a fun-laughing slapping fight and obviously someone got hurt.

“why do you hit so damn hard man?” Cone asked holding the left side of his face. He brought his hand down and just looked at everyone.

“what like this?” Derek said slapping him again.

“oh your gonna get it now!!!” he chased Derek out of the house and into the backyard. We all followed since we had to get the cars out of the garage. They all went and jumped into the pool just to piss me off, because I don't like drenched things in my car.

“damn you all!! Now I'm not driving you guys there!!”

“what are you talking about?” they all yelled from in the pool.

“I'm not driving you” I yelled back and Cone jumped out of the pool. He ran up to my car as I backed it out of the driveway. He jumped in and I just laughed at him. I had the top down so he would dry off faster and Derek took the SUV out of the other side. He followed me because he didn't know where to go. It took about 15 minutes to get to the hall that the party was being held at. I told Cone that I'd meet him in there because I had to put the top up and the club on the wheel. He told the other guys to wait, so I walked in with them. There wasn't very many cars there but there was a huge amount of people there. There was no guest list so anybody could be there. Within the first 10 minutes my mom found me. Me being pregnant you still couldn't tell so it was still good.

“Carman, what are you doing here?”

“I'm with Derek and the rest of the guys” I said looking away from her death stare.

“Carman lover boy is looking for you” Steve called pointing over to where the table was.

“lover boy? Who would that be? “

“leave me alone” I started walking away but she grabbed my arm. “let me go or I scream”

“go ahead scream I wouldn't care” I screamed and everyone looked at me. I just became the center of attention the hall. Everyone went back to talking and I hit her so she would let me go. As soon as she did I ran away from her. I ran right into about 7 people just trying to get the 20 feet to the guys table. I got there and I was out of breath.

“what's up babe?” Cone asked. I couldn't talk I was trying to catch my breath.

“CARMAN” they all realized what it was now. Cone pulled me on his lap and wouldn't let me go. “ get your fucking ass over here right now”

“ go away I don't want to see you”

“you sure as hell don't want to say that girly”

“yeah I do now leave” Cone squeezed his arms a little tighter around my waist.

“so that is lover boy eh? Why didn't you tell me?”

“because I didn't have to now leave” I spun sideways so I was facing Steve. I laid my head on Cone's shoulder. I zoned everything out and the argument went on for a while yet. Security was soon called and she got escorted out of the building. I was now sleeping on Cones shoulder, when he tried to wake me up he noticed and just let me be. The dream that ran through my head was worse then any I'd ever had before.

**dream**

~ I was in the house when I was still living with my mother, I was in my room painting and singing and dancing around my bedroom. I walked out into the pitch black hallway. I walked right to the kitchen downstairs, I was still singing. When I turned around my mother was standing there with a gun. She cocked the gun and fired.~

 

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