It has been maybe a few hours since pj and cray had arrived. Somehow, we all agreed on watching a movie. Somehow. Me and palette had been squished in the middle, between cray and pj. Cray was sadly beside me. Cray had started to get...a little touchy. Near the beginning of the movie, his hand was laid on my knee. Now we were half way through the movie, his hand was more than half way up my thigh. That's when it started to get uncomfortable. His hand would grip my thigh, lightly messaging it until he made an ecto-body appear. I yelped quietly. Heat rised to my face quickly. Palette threw his arm over my shoulder, pulling me closer. I pull at the end of my shorts, embarrassed and nervous. Cray still had his hand touching my thigh. Palette was apparently oblivious to this. I wanted to tell him but some part of my body was afraid of cray doing something. But I froze when cray spoke. "Hey, goth?. Could you help me find a sleeping bag? I think I forgot mine" I had no desire to go help him. But thank god palette stepped in.
    "I could help! I was actually the one who unpacked all the camping stuff so I know exactly where it is!" I let out a sigh of relief. A soft growl came from cray as he followed palette, finally getting his hand off of my leg. But, pj was unpredictable. There was no way of telling what he was going to do. His expression was blank and his focus was on only the tv. I heard footsteps coming down the hallway and cray and palette came into the living room. Palette pushed me aside by the arm of the couch and sat beside me. Cray growled before sitting between pj and palette. 

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    Soon came time for bed, a time I almost dreaded. Because cray had wanted to sleep next to goth. Something I didn't take kindly to. Pj pulled me into the living room with cray, pushing me against the wall by my shoulders. "We need to talk" pj said. I starred in confusion. What would my horrible, selfish little half brother want with me?. He pressed his hand to my throat in a threatening manner. But, I knew him well enough he didn't have the guts to actually hurt me...though...cray does. "Cray and I had done some things and became sort of like buddy's now, and he's asked for a very specific favor. He wants you you to stay away from goth. Got that? Or i'll hurt you really bad, or cray will do it himself" I suddenly gulped. I had no response, no words could form out of my mouth. But...the first word that managed to come out was...'ok'...

(Hullo guys! Sorry i've been gone so long, things have been bad lately and since so I kinda left wattpad for...a couple maybe few months. I've clearly missed a lot. Heh. I hope to get back to updating regularly soon!)