( 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 ) 

"Remember, our numbers are posted on the counter, and the house was restocked with food," Mr. Blackbourne called over his shoulder, "I am expecting you to call three times a day, Miss Nolan." He spoke sternly, as they others waved to Mr before walking outside.
All except Luke and Sean.

"The house won't be damaged or burned down, I'm responsible in the kitchen. Although I probably won't be here much expect when I have to sleep. I have a project with my classmate, work, and studying." I rose a brow, "If I run into any trouble or the house gets broken into; call Uncle or Marc."

"Precisely. Now," Mr. Blackbourne gave me a millimeter smile, "Be good."

"Aren't I always?" I called, amused as Sean and Luke gave me a small hug before leaving.
"I'll miss you Kee." Luke whispered, hugging me a little bit tighter. "I'll miss you too, ya big softie!" I laughed and and squeezed him before I stepped back.

"I do hope you know that while you're gone -- I will be using your bathtub." I told Mr. Blackbourne, "I'll keep that in mind," He replied, tightly with hidden desire. "Goodbye, Mr. Blackbourne." I grinned, after a good night's rest, I felt better.

I was especially proud of myself of avoiding drinking away my problems, it meant one step closer to getting better. I still had a long way to go before I was a little like the Keelan I used to be before everything went to shit.

"Goodbye, Keelan." Mr. Blackbourne nodded farewell before turning around to leave. "Hey! You finally said my na--omph!" I started before getting a mouthful of his cherry red tie as he hugged me.

Wait...he's hugging me!? Hmm, he must like me better than I'd realized.

"Be good." He mumbled before fixing his glasses and walking away without looking back. But I could have soon the tips of his ears were reddened.

"I will!" I yelled after him as the door closed, and locked. "What will I do next?" I mumbled as I looked around the silent and empty house.

Watch TV?

Cook?

Study?

I finally decided to explore the large television in the living room while doing a bit of constructive reading in my textbook while I did so.
Two birds, one stone.

For the next hour, I watched an American Disney movie; Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, and scanned my textbook while I was consumed in the classic fairytale.
I loved Disney Movies, if you couldn't already tell.
I had at least a couple hours before I had to work; so I while I had the time, I decided to unwind.
By using one of Sang's sheet masks while I was cooking myself something to eat.

"This is the life," I sighed happily as I massaged the last remaining product into my face before throwing the sheet away, and washing my hands.
For a lunch/breakfast I decided to make a homemade pizza.

To me; making a pizza yourself is more satisfying when you do everything - even though it may not taste as good as Pizza Hut.

----------- "How are you doing? Being alone?" Marc asked as a flood of customers flooded inside the cafe. I shrugged and took a women and her child's order before I could reply, "It's alright -- quiet but i was able to watch TV and all that." I grinned and finished whisking together a hazelnut latte for the women, before I was onto the next person.

"I still worry about you," Marc admitted quietly as he sidled past me to help with taking orders as more people flooded into the cafe.
3 PM was always our most busy hour of the day.
Bur I was happy to announce we got through it - tired but proud.
"Why don't you stay with me and the guys?" Marc asked as his arms cam around me, pulling my back up against his chest gently holding me.

"I couldn't intrude! Plus, I'm worried that might not like me." I whispered, worriedly. "Is that what you're worried about?" Marc chuckled against my neck, "I think they'll like you a little too much." He let his words hang in the air.

"What do you mean?" I giggled before turning around in his arms, wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my face into his abdomen.
"When Mr. Blackbourne told me to keep an eye on you, I already talked with Axel, he thought it best for you to come stay with us until they get back."

"Will you stay with me?" He whispered, his lips moving down my neck, as fire erupted in my abdominal area. "Why are you so hard to resist?" I groaned as he picked me up and sat me on the counter whole pressing his lips to mine after I agreed.

"Yes!"

---------- AFTER WORK, Marc drove me to the Blackbourne house to grab some of the things I needed, I packed lightly but make sure I packed all of my nice lingerie sets and pajamas that hugged my hips and upper chest.
If I could be proud of anything on my body, it would be my breasts. I had inherited the gene from my Mam's side, and I could proudly say I've had boobs since I was thirteen.

I used to be embarrassed by them, but grew to learn the were something to be proud of.
I wasn't planning to sleep with Marc anytime soon, we hadn't even got to the boyfriend-girlfriend part of our relationship, but I did want to look beautiful for him, and for myself.

"Are you almost ready to go, doll?" Marx asked from behind me as I zipped up my bag. I turned around and flushed a deep red as he fingered a my blue lacey bra.
"I like this one," He smirked and stuffed it in my bag before hauling me up into his arms. "Let's go!" He cheered, grabbing my backpack and duffle, handing it to me.

"Where are we heading?" I questioned, climbing inside the SUV, setting my bags down by my feet. "The Sergent Jasper. My brother's and I own the building." He smiled softly, adoration shining his eyes as I grabbed his hand - kissing each of his fingers gently.
"I've missed you today, doll." He whispered softly, "I'm looking forward to you living with me for a week." He grinned, before turning on the SUV and driving off.
While we were nearing the Sergent Jasper, I told Marc all about my talk with Mr. Blackbourne, meeting Uncle, and the boys finally knowing my results.

I didn't tell him about punching North like he was a little bitch, I would save that for a later date.
If I'm being honest; I would have expected him to ask me about it since since bruise covered almost half of North's face.
But it taught him not to fuck with me.

Which was great. Now, all he did was glare at me from a distance.

"Doll, We're here!" Marc shook me gently, kissing my cheek to push me from my thoughts.

"We are? Wow!" I awed at the sight of the modern apartment building -- it was truly a sight to see.
"You like it?" He grinned, looking at my face.

"I love it! It looks so cool! The architecture on the building is marvelous!" I complemented as his cheeks grew red.

"Let's go inside!" He blushed brightly as I gently pinched his cheeks with a amused grin.

"Are you ready to meet the rest of my brothers, doll?"

A/N: sorry for confusing all of you by accidentally publishing the chapter. (At that time, I only had 600 words)

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