"Why did Steve call this house yours?" I asked.

"Oh, that" he started "well, after the death of my parents, all of their properties were willed to my younger sister and I, well me because she's barely ten, and then my aunt and uncle, Steve's parents, had to become our legal guardians to prevent us from going through foster homes. They moved here because, not to be rude, but this place is better than theirs in every way, and since they moved, Steve has been bitter about the fact that he had to live in his cousin's house. He never really welcomed the idea. He loves this place obviously, but he hates the fact that it belongs to me. It's not such a big deal to me, but he would rather die than let anyone at school know that the house he lives in is in my name"

"Oh, I'm sorry about that" I replied "And what a jerkface Steve is"

"It's okay, I'm a big boy, I can handle it" he repeated my words, a smile on his face "besides, I'm finally getting over it"

"That's great" I replied "Alright let me get you a first aid kit, bruises have formed on your knuckles and they have cuts. What is wrong with boys and jumping on the chance to get into a fight anyway? Ugh"

"It's over there, in that drawer" he said chuckling, as he pointed over to a desk. I went over to the desk, opened the first drawer, nothing. I closed it and opened the second one and gasped at what I saw.

Right there in the drawer was a gun. A freaking gun! Metallic and black like they look in the movies. What was he doing with a gun?! Does he even have a licence? As all these questions filled my head, the image of how he looked when he and Steve were fighting flashed through my head and I couldn't help but tremble. I'd never ever seen him look so angry, I didn't even think he was capable of that.

"What happened?" He asked when he noticed my frozen posture.

"Nothing" I replied quickly and closed the drawer, moving on to the next one where I found the first aid kit.

"Come on" I said, applying some spirit onto a cotton wool and taking his hand. "This might sting a bit" I said before applying it onto his knuckles.

As the cotton wool came in contact with his bruise, he didn't even flinch. He just sat, staring at his hands like I wasn't applying loads of painful and stingy spirit.

"Doesn't it hurt?" I asked.

"Nah" he shrugged.

"So that means you're used to this? You've gotten into lots of fights?" I asked, my mind everywhere now.

"I won't say lots but with Steve around, I'm bound to get into a few" he chuckled. Oh, that's convincing, I thought.

I applied it on all the bruises and wrapped it in bandages. I didn't even know if I was supposed to do that, but my mind wasn't even here anymore, it was on the gun I just saw. Or maybe it was a fake one for self defense. I sure hope it's the latter.

"Earth to Dani" He said, waving his fingers in front of my eyes.

"Yeah?" I replied looking up.

"Where are you?" He asked.

"What do you mean? I'm right here"

"Sure, your body is but your mind isn't"

"Well, I was just wondering how you're not flinching with that amount of pain" I replied slyly, getting up and returning the first aid kit, making sure to go straight to the third drawer. I walked back to the bed and took my spot.

"So, your little sister, where is she?" I asked breaking the awkward silence that ensued as I stared at anywhere but him.

"Yeah Elsie, her nanny took her over to a friend's house for a play date, they aren't back yet" he replied.

"And your aunt and uncle?" I asked, cautious of the fact that I was prying too much.

"On a business trip" he shrugged "Enough about me, how about I get you something to eat?"

"Oh no, I'm fine" I replied, just as my stomach decided to betray me with a loud growl. That was so embarrassing, my face went straight to the deepest shade of red.

"Yeah sure" he replied sarcastically "I'd be right back"

I checked my phone to see that it was a little after 8pm. Three hours or more had passed and it was getting dark now. I'd better get going. I started to pack my stuff into my backpack when a slightly drunk Stacy walked into the room.

"You were such a big help on the project today Stacy" I said as she approached me.

"You!" she exclaimed, pointing at me.

"Me?" I asked.

"Yes, you! You ruined everything. Who cares about the stupid project! I just wanted to spend some time with Blaky. I was hoping he'd finally realize the feelings he has for me after all these years" she said seating on the bed as she poured her heart out to me. Wow, we might as well be besties now. "But you ruined everything with your presence"

"I'm sorry about that" I shrugged "but it's not my fault Blake wanted me in this group"

"What?!" She screeched. Hiccup. "That's a lie! I don't believe you!"

"Why not? It's the truth, he was the one who suggested I join group 10 to Mr. Dobberman" I explained, amused by her flustered face.

"Alright then! I quit!" She said folding her hands across her chest as I tried to hold in my laughter. Hiccup. "Goodluck doing this without me"

"Stacy, you can't quit your school project" I replied like I was explaining to a five year old "It's compulsory"

"Watch me" she said getting off the bed, half storming, half staggering towards the door of the room where she crashed into Blake.

Luckily, the food was safe. Oh and none of them were hurt too. What? At the moment, food came first. She growled at him and continued out the door.

"What's up with her?" He asked approaching me, a tray of 2 cans of diet coke and a plate of sandwich, in hand.

"Oh, she just quit her school project" I said airquoting quit.

"Did you tell her she can't do that?" He asked chuckling.

"Yeah, but she said and I quote 'Watch me'" I replied, trying to imitate her nasally voice, making us both laugh.

No, oh no, I hadn't forgotten about the death machine I saw in his drawer, but you know how they say 'Never show fear to someone who you think might be potentially dangerous to you'? No? They don't say that? Well they should.

We had our snack in silence and when we were done, I picked up my bag and stood up.

"I'm off" I informed him.

"Alright, let me get my keys" he said standing up as well.

"No, you don't have to Blake, I can walk" I refused.

"There's no way, I'm letting you walk home alone this late Daniella" he said, going over to his desk to get his keys.

"It's barely 9 Blake, but go on, be my knight in shining armour" I joked, making him laugh.

We left his room, descended the stairs and walked right into a disturbing sight. A rare scene of Cynthia being silent because her mouth was occupied in a snog with Steve's. Eww. Wish I could unsee that.

We walked out the door into the now dark night and he led the way to his Mercedes. I guess that was his favourite car. We got in and I told him my address.

"Thanks for the snack" I said as we neared my neighbourhood.

"Would you stop thanking me for every little thing?" He complained, just as the image of the gun flashed in my head and I started to act wierd again.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to it" I replied "Alright, here's my stop"

"Okayy" he said pulling into the driveway "So when next do we meet for the project?"

"Uh, how's next Tuesday?"

"That works for me" he shrugged.

"Okay, bye" I replied opening the door to get out.

"Yeah.....hold on" he stopped me "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine" I said looking at him "why?"

"You seem a little nervous, that's all" he said furrowing his eyebrows.

"Oh no, I'm not" I replied plastering a smile on my face. I wasn't aware I was that transparent.

"Alright then. See you tommorow?" he asked.

"Sure" I replied, getting out of the car and walked up to the front door. I turned back to see him back out the drive way before entering into my house.

I walked into the living room to see Tyler asleep on the couch, Marie was in the kitchen.

"Oh you're back" she called, noticing me "dinner?"

"I won't be able to have some, I'm sorry, I'm a bit full" I replied "put it in the freezer for me would you? I'd have it tomorrow morning"

"Okay, no problem" she said "goodnight dear"

"Night Marie" I said, going over to place a kiss on Tyler's cheek, making him stir a little and made my way up to my room, thinking of a goodnight sleep to end the long day I just had.

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