Chapter 18

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(Above is a picture of Nia, but imagine her with blue ends)

"You know it really hurt when you said you saw me as a sister" I say to Danny as we lay on my bed.

No. Anything you're thinking, No.

"Sorry, I didn't know what to do when I started having these feelings toward you"

"When did they start?" I ask

"I'm not exactly sure, it's probably when we escaped from jail"

"Really? That was so long ago"

"So what happens now?" He asks me "I've never exactly been in a relationship before"

"Me either, I'm pretty sure 4th grade doesn't count"

"Soo, are we together now?"

What?

"Noo" I say "we have to go on dates and stuff....I think? I read it somewhere"

"We don't have to go by any rules. We're not some characters in a book you know" he says

"Well, I want to"

"Well, I'll take you on a fucking date then"

"With what money" I ask and he groans loudly.
"Which reminds me,I think we should try to get jobs"

"Jobs?" He stares at me weirdly "we'll be in this town for just a couple more days, a week at most"

"Still, it wouldn't hurt to make some money while we're here, even if it's just a couple bucks"

"Fine, we'll look tomorrow?"

I smile and nod.

We both lay stiff on the bed, not knowing what to do.
Should I move closer to him, I don't want him getting any ideas though.

My mind stops wandering when I hear his heavy breathing, indicating that he's fallen asleep.
I sigh in relief.

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Joys POV.

I'm wide awake.
I can't sleep. I think about going downstairs to Dannys room, but I didn't want to wake him. He must be so exhausted right now.

"Joy?" I hear my name and turn on the side lamp.
I'm suprised to see Nia in front of me.

"Did I wake you?" She asks

"No, I wasn't asleep"

"Oh" she says and sits on the edge of my bed. I sit up and cross my legs.

"Sooo" I say.

"Gravity and your brother, are they fucking?"

"What?!" I exclaim. I'm truly taken aback by her bluntness.

"Sorry, they just look good together" she says

"Well,to answer your question, I don't know.....I don't think so."

"Oh"

After that, we fall into silence, but it isn't awkward.
She's the first one to break it.

"So Joy, what's your story? Tell me about yourself"

"My story?"

"Yes"she says "I'll go first. I'm 16. My mother died when I was 10 and my father remarried 3 years ago to Kyra when i was 13.She's really nice. She treats me like her daughter, since she doesn't have any of her own. She's easily agitated though. Your turn."

"Well, my story is a little bit more complicated than that" I say.

She lays down and folds her hands over her chest then turns to face me.

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