A/N: Sorry its been so long since I've updated this adjusting to new meds is a bitch. Enjoy guys! This one was fun to write! 

𝓘'𝓶 𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷.
𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼
𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝔂 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝔂 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮.
𝓘 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓶𝓮.

Blaire

Walking home from O'Malleys felt like walking on clouds, and I had never really felt like that before. I couldn't remember a time when I felt this...content. Finally life was throwing me a bone. I didn't know what exactly was going to happen now, but I felt confident for once that it was something good. I practically skipped, yes skipped up the walkway onto the porch. I opened the door and walked inside. David was sitting on the couch reading something.
"Hey Uncle David, I'm home." I said and smiled.
David looked up at me and smiled. "Thanks for letting me know you were working late so I didn't panic." He said.
"No prob." I replied and took my jacket off and hung it up on the hook at the door.
"How was work?" David asked.
"It was great." I grinned. David gave me a funny look.
"What?" I asked with a laugh.
"I've just never seen this version of you." He said.
"I'm just happy." I shrugged and walked into the kitchen. David followed me.
"Theres chicken alfredo in the fridge for you." He said.
"Great! I'm starving." I said and opened the fridge and pulled out the container and opened it before plopping it in the microwave and starting it.

I hoisted myself up on the counter while I waited. David stepped closer to me studying my face.
"Dave your creeping me out." I said and chuckled.
"I mean I'm not complaining that you seem so happy but you'll have to forgive me, I thought you might be high." David said and sighed in relief that I clearly wasn't. I just smiled and shook my head.
"I smile once in a while and people think its criminal." I smirked.
"Well you never smile. At least not like this. Again.. I'm not complaining its nice to see, really Blaire, I'm happy that you are happy. What happened at work to make you so happy?" David asked.
"I don't know." I lied. There was absolutely no way I could tell him... or anyone what happened that made me so happy. "It was just a good night is all."

The microwave beeped and David pulled the chicken alfredo out of it and stirred it with a fork before handing it to me. I dug into the pasta like I hadn't seen food in years.
"Thats a good sight too. You actually eating something." David smiled.
"Its delicious. Any chicken alfredo I got back in Oregon came from a box in the frozen foods section."
"Its my mothers recipe." David smiled. "Oh, I forgot to ask since you were in a hurry to get to work, but how did your appointment with Archie go?" David asked.
I shrugged.
"It went okay I guess. He's nice. Its just going to take some time to open up I think."
"I understand. You're a lot like your father. He likes to keep things in he thinks sharing his feelings makes him weak."
"Oh, I know." I said.

"You know... he called me today, and said he'd been trying to get ahold of you since we left Oregon and he hasn't been able to." David said.
I shoveled more alfredo in my mouth to avoid talking.
"If you aren't ready to speak to him, its okay Blaire. I understand."
I swallowed the food in my mouth.
"I'm not.. I don't know when or if I'll ever be. Not until I know for sure he didn't do this to my mother." I said and put the now empty bowl in the sink beside me. I sighed.
"Is he mad?" I asked.
"He's...a little upset but you know he doesn't understand why you feel a certain way. He's not good with emotions." David said. "And if you don't want to talk to him, you don't talk to him until you are ready. This is on your terms now, not his."
I nodded.
"I want to show you something I got in the mail." David said and opened a drawer and pulled out an envelope and handed it to me. I raised an eyebrow and pulled the papers out of the already opened envelope and unfolded them.

I looked up at David.
"Guardianship papers?" I asked.
"Because your father is in prison, he's signed over his parental rights to me and Mary-Margaret. Once I sign and send it back, its official but I didn't want to sign it without asking you if it was what you wanted first. I think you're old enough to make that decision."
"I'm not sure exactly what it means.." I admitted.
"It means, that while you are a minor, say your father got let out of prison again. Legally he can not take you out of the state of Maine, without my say so and if you don't want him to contact you, legally he can't do that either because he has no rights."
"Why..do you need my permission? You're the parent here." I said.
"I don't need your permission, but I want the choice to be yours. I know you turn 18 next month and don't think that once that happens we're kicking you out or anything. Once I sign this, this is your home as long as you want it to be. If your father gets let out again before you turn 18, this means you do not have to go back with him if you don't want to."
"I can stay?" I asked. I felt my eyes welling up. "Here?"

David pulled me into a hug.
"Of course you can if its what you want."
"Sign it." I said and rested my chin on his shoulder letting a couple of tears fall. "I don't want to go back there." I would miss Kass, and our other friends but even if my father was innocent things had changed so drastically. Living with David and Mary-Maragret made me realize how much I actually missed out on as a kid. How much I wasn't allowed to do, including having certain feelings. Living here..was freedom. I loved my father but I didn't think I could ever live under his roof again.
"I will sign it and send it back tomorrow and you can hopefully finally start adjusting here. I know its been a culture shock for you, and I know that you haven't been really ready to adjust probably out of fear of having to pack up and move again, but thats not going to happen."
"Unfortunately for you, now you're stuck with me." I smirked.
"Fortunately." David corrected me.
I smiled.
"You have homework?" David asked.
"I finished it on my breaks." I said.
"Why don't you go on to bed then? you had a long day."
"I think I will." I said and hopped down from the counter. "See you tomorrow Uncle David."
"See you tomorrow." David said.

I walked up to my room and grabbed some pajamas before walking to the bathroom and starting the shower to wash away the smell of pizza and fried food. I didn't even work in the kitchen, yet I always ended up smelling like the kitchen. I typed out a quick text to Killian.

Me:
Hey.. hope everything turned out okay. Just got home, text me or call if you need to.

I put my phone down on the counter and peeled off my work clothes and threw them in the hamper before stepping into the shower and washing away the day.

After showering, I immediately checked my phone and frowned. There was no response to my text, no calls either. Maybe he was still in the middle of leaving. I sighed and finished drying off and put on my PJs. I brushed my teeth and walked back to the room fluffing the towel through my hair. I sat down at my computer and checked my emails. Nothing there either. I opened facebook and typed in his name in the search bar, usually his profile popped right up but it wasn't there. Surely he didn't delete his facebook. There was a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach now. Something was not right here. I picked up my phone and texted him again.

Me:
Kind of worried about you, please let me know you're okay.

I shut my laptop and stood up, walking to my bed. I turned the tv on and put on one of my true crime shows that somehow made it easier for me to fall asleep and I tried to lay there and not think about what might be happening with Killian but it was so hard. Multiple things went through my head. Milah was a crazy bitch. I would not put it past her to try and kill him if he wanted to leave. Or, what if he left and was drinking heavily? I checked my phone again and tossed it aside when I saw there was no response. After everything that happened tonight, the truth about our feelings coming out and that kiss. Surely he didn't change his mind...But the thought in the back of my mind, that maybe he did was enough to keep me awake all night.

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"Blaire....Blaire!" David called. I snapped back into reality and looked at him blinking.
"What?" I asked.
"You're falling asleep in your waffles.." Mary-Maragret said and frowned.
"Oh.." I said and looked down at the plate of waffles. "My bad."
"Are you feeling okay? You aren't looking very well." Mary-Maragret said.
"I'm fine. Just didn't sleep well." I said.
"I'm going to have to talk with O'Malley about keeping you so late, you're a student and school comes first but before school, your health." David said.
"It wasn't Thomas' fault.. Lizard called in and Jacob made me stay." I sighed.
"Lizard?" David raised an eyebrow.
"Her name is Elizabeth but she goes by Lizard." I explained.
"Well..anyways who is this Jacob? He needs to understand you're a minor and you go to school so its not up to you to close every night."
"David really, its not that big of a deal. I just wasn't tired last night." I said.
"But you look exhausted now." David sighed.
"Well, yeah now." I shrugged.

"I don't know Blaire...I'm cautious about sending you to school today." David said.
"I want to go. I'll be fine I'll just get a monster on my way." I said. "I have to go. My Art class is submitting final pieces to the showcase next week. If I don't submit my work today, I don't get in."
"Art Showcase?" David smiled.
"Yeah..its not super important. But I'd like to participate." I said and looked down at my plate of waffles.
"Well when is it?" David asked.
"November 11th 6:30pm. Theres supposed to be important people coming this year."
"I didn't even know you were into art." David said.
"Oh.. yeah well I haven't really given you guys the chance to get to know me...but I'd like to start." I said and looked back up at them.
"We would love that!" Mary-Margaret beamed.
"If you want to come they gave us all some extra tickets for family but i mean if you have to work or if Emma has something going on with cheer its okay you don't have to come."
"I don't have anything that day B." Emma shrugged. "I want to go." That surprised me. Emma and I were getting kind of close, but I didn't think she'd have any interest in what I had going on.
"And I can slip away from the station. I'm sure the boys can hold down the fort while I'm gone." David smirked.
"Oh. Well Okay. I'll give you the tickets tonight after work." I smiled.

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David parked in the school parking lot and looked over at me. He'd been taking me to school more often than not, and it was okay, I was actually getting used to the morning talks.
"So, we have a bit before you have to go, can I get a sneak peek at what you're submitting to the art show?" David asked.
"Sure." I nodded and picked my backpack up and opened it. I pulled out the four pages of the graphic novel I was working on, that I had framed for the show case.
"I write too..but I like to draw the story soo..." I shrugged and handed him the pages.
"Wow...Blaire these are incredible!" David said.
"Its just a hobby." I shrugged.
"Blaire, this could be an actual career for you. These are amazing." David smiled. "What's the story?"
"Well.. the main character she's a demon hunter." I explained.
"And the handsome guy on the motorcycle? Love interest?" David smirked.
"Well.. yes and no. He's married. She is after his wife, who he doesn't know is actually a demon. So she's trying to protect him." I shrugged.
"Why doesn't she just tell him about his wife?" David asked.
"Because she starts to develop feelings for him, and she's worried about what that news would do to him. She doesn't want to see his heart get broken..she isn't sure what to do." I sighed and tucked my hair behind my ears.
"Well, I think, I would rather know before hand if my wife was a demon than feel betrayed by her hurting me later on. I think that would sting worse. I think she should tell the motorcycle guy the truth."
"Well you are a good guy, you always think telling the truth is the best way." I said.
"Isn't she good? the main character?" David asked.
"She...tries. She's been hurt a lot before in the past and it tends to affect the choices she makes being upfront with someone in the past led to hurt for her. Telling the truth isn't always the easiest thing." I explained.
"You're right. Its not easy, but in the end its the right thing to do. The truth hurts, but imagine how the guy with the motorcycle might feel if he ends up finding out on his own the hard way, and he realizes someone he thought he could trust knew the whole time? I think that would hurt a lot more. Don't you?"
I swallowed thickly.
"Probably.."
"Its your story Blaire. Write it however you want, and if you don't like it you can rewrite it later." David smiled.
But how do I rewrite my life if I tell Killian the truth and he hates me for it?

Usually Will met me at the flag pole and we went inside together but he wasn't there. He might have been ditching today. I was hoping he was here so I wouldn't have to face this anxiety-inducing day alone. The fact that Killian hadn't responded to my texts had my cage rattled, and it was digging up some things that I had buried. The reason I took myself off the market to begin with.

3 years ago Blaire age 15

I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked up from my lunch and caught a stunning set of green eyes with mine. Keith Nottingham. He was a senior, he was gorgeous and he was looking at me. He gave me a smile and a wink and I felt like I could possibly melt into a puddle on the floor. I quickly looked back down at my tray.

"Who are you looking at?" My best friend Kassidy asked.
"No one." I said quietly. Kassidy looked around and smirked. "Well Keith Nottingham has his eyes on you."
I looked up, Keith was still looking at me. My face flushed.
"Stop Kass!" I hissed.
"What? He's cute. He's a senior too." Kass winked.
"I know." I sighed. "So why is he looking at me?"
"Because you are pretty." Kassidy said. I looked up at her and rolled my eyes.
"Please."
"You are Blaire! Quit."
Keith went back to talking to his friends at his table and I relaxed.

"You know.. He's having a party this weekend. I already got the invite if you want to come."
"I don't know.. My mom is actually off this weekend." I shrugged. Time with my mom was rare and I treasured it.
"Oh, look he's coming over here." Kassidy said. I sprayed milk to avoid choking on it and looked up wiping my lip.
"Oh.. God no. I have to leave."
"Stay your ass right there." Kassidy laughed "He's probably just saying hi."
Keith walked up to the table and flashed us his charming smile.
"Hey Kass, you got my invite right?"
"That I did, I'll be there."
"You're invited too Blaire." Keith said and winked at me again.
"Oh.. I am?" I asked
"Totally. I'll be looking for you." He smirked.
"I'll be there." I smiled and bit my lip. Surely my mom would understand, it was just one night of her weekend off. My Dad would be the one I'd have to worry about. Keith walked away and I waited until he was out of hearing range before I let out an excited squeak.
"That is the most girly sound I've ever heard you make." Kassidy laughed.
"Shut up Cole." I mumbled but smiled.

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It hadn't been nearly long enough since the last time I allowed myself to think about Keith Nottingham. I cringed at the memory and tried desperately to push it back as I made my way to Algebra.

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Either Killian wasn't here or he was doing his best to avoid me. Usually I saw him as I walked through the halls from class to class but I hadn't seen him all day so far and it did nothing to stop how unsettled I already felt.

"You okay Blaire?" Wendy asked.
I looked up from the lunch tray in front of me.
"Yeah fine. You see Will today?" I asked.
"No I don't think he's here. He's probably at O'Malleys." Wendy shrugged.
"Probably." I nodded.
"Are you sure you're okay? You just seem so.. On edge." Wendy said.
"Yeah I'm okay. Just didn't sleep much." I shrugged. I looked down at my phone waiting... willing there to be a text message from Killian but none came. Old feelings began to scratch the surface for the second time today.

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Parties weren't usually as fun to me as they were to my friend Kassidy. They were loud, and I didn't really care for being around a bunch of drunk people but I usually tagged along with her to get out of the house. This time however, I tagged along because Keith asked me to be here. I'd had a crush on Keith for the majority of the year so I was not about to turn him down.
"Blaire! Hey you made it." Keith called from across the room. I bit my lip and wiggled my fingers at him in a dorky hello.
"Go hang out with him!" Kassidy said and nudged me forward.
"What about you? We always stick together at these." I said.
"I'll be fine. You'll be fine." She winked at me. "Look he's waving you over. Go get him." Kassidy chuckled and pushed me forward this time.
"Okay, Okay, I'm going!" I said and smiled and adjusted my sweater a little before walking over to Keith.
"Hey, glad you could make it." Keith winked at me.
"Yeah.. me too."
"You want a drink? My parents have a little of everything."
"I'm not sure." I shrugged. "I don't even know what to drink." I laughed nervously.
"Well, do you like cinnamon?" Keith asked.
"I do." I nodded.
"Awesome come with me." Keith grinned and grabbed my hand pulling me to the kitchen.

He poured me a shot of something.
"Everyone here likes this stuff. Kass usually cleans me out of it by the end of the night."
I smirked and took the shot and sipped it and made a face. I wasn't sure I liked that at all.
Keith laughed and I blushed. He poured himself a shot.
"Here, like this." He said and tossed it back and set the glass on the counter.
I did the same and thought I was going to die as the burn settled in my chest. I gasped.
"Whoa." I mumbled.
"You don't do this often I take it." Keith smirked.
I shook my head and tucked my hair behind my ears.
"Hey, its okay love. Not a bad thing. Not everyone has parents who don't give a shit." He shrugged.
"Oh, yeah my dad would eat my lunch. I'm supposed to stay in shape for boxing I guess drinking regularly every friday night would hinder that." I chuckled.
"Boxing huh? I knew there was more to you. You good?"
"Best in state." I smiled proudly. "Have the trophies to back it up."
"I better be careful then, don't want you kicking my arse." Keith chuckled.
"Nah, I think you're okay." I shrugged and smiled.
"Yeah?" Keith smirked and sauntered over to me.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Hey.. you wanna go upstairs and play Xbox? This is fun and all but I'd like to hang out just the two of us." Keith smiled.
"Oh.. um..sure?" I shrugged and bit my lip.

I wasn't sure if Keith was letting me win or if he seriously sucked this bad at Mortal Kombat but we had been playing for the last hour and a half, laughing and having a great time when suddenly Keith turned to me.
"I really like you Blaire. I have since the beginning of the year. I just wasn't sure how to say it, you always look like you want nothing to do with me."
"Thats just my face Keith.. I like you too, I've had a crush on you all year." I said and pushed my hair behind my ears again.
"Me?" Keith chuckled.
"Yeah you.. You act surprised theres always girls around you." I said.
"Yeah but I don't like them. I like you." Keith smiled and leaned in. I leaned in too and when our lips touched I felt alive. No one had ever kissed me before, no one had ever wanted me.
"I want you Blaire. All of you." Keith whispered.
"O..okay." I smiled. Keith stood up and held his hand out and I took his hand and he helped me up leading me to the bed in the room.

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It disgusted me, thinking about how naive I was back then, how desperate I was just to feel wanted. I told myself I'd never let it happen again, and yet here I was hanging on by a thread waiting for a text or a phone call that I knew deep down wasn't coming. I'd been played a second time. I was sure of it.

I wanted to go to Killian's class to prove a point. I was here. He would see me.He would look me in the eyes and see the worry I felt for him and he would see that I was not playing games. He might have been able to avoid me in text message, but he would not avoid me in person. I deserved an answer and I would get it.

I walked to his classroom looking him in the eyes as I approached the door.
"Miss Nolan..." he greeted and then turned away from me.
"Mr. Jones." I said bitterly and stormed past him into the classroom.

Class was hell to say the least, watching him during his lecture, watching his lips move knowing they were the lips that touched mine last night was almost unbearable. Even more so unbearable was watching him carry on as if it never happened. He hardly looked at me. Didn't acknowledge me at all. He walked by placing study guides on our desks.
"Asshat.." I mumbled as he walked by mine.
Killian turned around with fire in his eyes.
Well that did the trick.
"What was that Miss Nolan?" Killian asked.
"Ass. Hat." I enunciated.
"Congratulations, you have detention."
"Yeah good luck with that." I scoffed. Killian narrowed his eyes and put his hands on my desk leaning in.
"Are we having a problem Miss Nolan?"
"What do you think Mr. Jones?" I asked.
"Out." Killian said and pointed to the door.
"Where would you like me to go?" I asked as I stood up.
"Frankly, I don't care where you go as long as it is out of my classroom." Killian said and pointed to the door again.
"Fine." I snapped and threw my backpack over my shoulders and stormed out of the room.

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Once the bell rang, I waited outside the door as students fled the classroom. I waited until the last one left before I walked in and shut the door.
Killian looked up at me and scoffed and shook his head.
"Back for more?" He asked.
"I'm back for a God Damn explanation." I said.
"An explanation?" Killian asked.
"About last night.. The things you said. I mean.. You KISSED Me!" I hissed. "And then you dodge my texts all day and act like none of that happened? I was fucking worried about you! What even happened with Milah?" I unloaded it all on him at once.
"Quite honestly Blaire, I don't need to explain anything about my personal life with you Miss Nolan, or any student for that matter." Killian said. "Go to class."
"So...thats just it then? You fuck with my feelings, change your mind last second and its nothing to you. I thought you were different.. I thought you were better, but if life has proven anything to me lately its just to trust my gut. So Thank you...for the learning experience and best of luck to you." I said and turned on my heels and stormed out of the room.

I fought tears all the way to the bathroom and when I got in the bathroom they exploded out of my eyes like a waterfall and I let out the sob I'd been holding onto. I grabbed my phone and dialed Davids number.
"Hey Blaire whats up?"
"Are you busy?" I choked out.
"I can be unbusy really fast, whats wrong?"
"I..need you to come get me. Please. No questions. I just don't feel like here is the best place for me."
"Blaire are you ok-"
"Please just come get me Uncle David." I sobbed into the phone.
"Okay, Okay.. I'm on my way just sit tight." He said. I hung up the phone and paced in the bathroom. I looked down at the scar on my left hand and was hit with another wave of painful memories.

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The following Monday at school, I couldn't wait to see Keith again.
"I can't believe you hooked up with him!" Kassidy squealed.
"Me either.. It just kind of happened. It was... amazing Kass."
"My little Blaire is in love." Kassidy smirked.
"Ew...but yeah kind of I guess." I chuckled.
"Look, there he is." Kass said and pointed. "I have to get to class, I'll see you later."
"See ya." I said and walked over to Keith and his friends.

"Hey." I said. Keith turned around and gave me a strange look.
"Hey?" He asked.
"Yeah.. how was your weekend?" I asked.
"It was fine... can I help you" He asked. His friends laughed.
"I thought we were.."
"You thought we were what?" Keith chuckled. "Blaire...sweetheart, it was fun really but thats all. I thought you knew that."
"But you said.." I sarted trying to keep myself from crying.
"I know what I said Blaire. How else did you think I'd get you to go along with it? It was a one time thing." Keith smirked. "I figured you would understand."

"I have to go.." I said and hurried away from him to the bathroom texting Kass to skip class and meet me in there.
I walked into the bathroom and exploded into tears. I honestly thought he really liked me and I gave everything to someone who wasn't worth it.
The bathroom door opened and I thought it was Kass but it was Keith.
"What the hell do you want?" I scoffed.
"I wanted to apologize. I just...I have a reputation at this school and you..you're kinda different. I do like you Blaire but my friends..."
"Well you can take your reputation and your friends and fuck off with them. I don't have time for that. I'm not a part time lover for you."
"Why not? It was fun." Keith smirked and put his hands on my hips.
I tried to move his hands but he gripped me tightly pushing me into the sink and kissing my neck.
"We could do it again you know.. Here."
"Keith get off of me!" I yelled.
"Come on Blaire.. Just let it happen like you did friday."
"Keith get the fuck off of me!" I screamed now and kneed him in the groin. Keith let go of me and the second he did, I slammed his face into the sink.
"Ow! You bitch!"

Kassidy walked into the bathroom
"Whoa..what the fuck?" She asked.
"Your friend is a bitch Kass." Keith said through his hand that had blood dripping from his nose all over it.
"The only bitch here, is you Keith. Get the fuck out before I let her kick your ass out."
Keith hurried out of the bathroom.

I leaned against the sink looking in the mirror seething.
"B...you okay?" Kassidy asked. I screamed and reared back and punched the mirror cutting my knuckles to shreds before dropping to my knees sobbing hysterically. Kassidy grabbed some paper towels and put them on my hand as she crouched down and held me in her arms.
"shhh its okay. You're okay." She said.

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Killian

I came out of Cora's office after escorting a particularly unruly freshman to the office and saw David Nolan standing there talking to Tink, our secretary. I froze. Surely Blaire wasn't upset enough to tell David what had happened between us, my career would be done.
"David what can I do for you?" Kathryn asked.
"I'm here to pick up Blaire, she called me just a few minutes ago incredibly distraught, I'm not sure where she is."
"We can page her to the office." Kathryn smiled and made the page. I felt awful already for having to act that way with Blaire, but it was for the best. With Milah pregnant, I couldn't just leave and it was so much easier to just cut the ties than say goodbye, that was a trait perhaps I may have gotten from my father. David turned and looked at me and smiled.
That is not the face of a man who wants to knock your lights out for kissing his niece. Good.
"I think she had your class before this all happened, do you know what happened to set her off?" David asked.
Yes.
"No, I don't I'm terribly sorry, she seemed her usual self."
"Maybe I should apologize then." David chuckled.
I smirked.
"Blaire has a bit of a temper but, most of the time she's excellent in class." I said.
Blaire walked into the office wiping her eyes on her jacket sleeve.
Speak of the devil
She looked at me and then turned to David.
"Can we go now?" She asked.
"Of course. You're all signed out. I'll get you out of here."
"Thanks." She said and glanced back up at me before walking out of the office with David. The pain in her eyes was a kick in the teeth.

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Blaire

"Thank you for coming to get me.. My dad never would have." I sighed.
"Even if you called him like that?"
"Yeah.." I mumbled. "He'd tell me to stop running from my problems.. Funny enough not even the flu was a good excuse for him." I rolled my eyes. "Thanks for giving a shit." I added.
"Anytime Blaire. I mean that. Do you want to talk about it?"
"No.. its really complicated uncle Dave, girl stuff.. Is there anyway I can convince you to take me to O'malleys so I can start my shift early?"
"Why don't you go home and rest a bit first. You look exhausted." David said
"Sure." I nodded.
"So.. I figured since I signed your guardianship papers and sent them in, we could celebrate. What is one thing you've always wanted that my brother never let you have?"
I turned and smiled.
"Please don't say sports car." David cringed.
"No." I chuckled. "How..is Wilby with cats?" I asked.
"You want a cat?" David asked.
"I have since I was like 6 and my dad constantly told me no. Its silly.. But if possible, if you really want to celebrate this way I'd love to go to the shelter and pick one out. Not today but..you know soon?"
"Of course. Let me go over it with Mary-Maragret who is of course going to say yes and we can go get stuff and pick one out in a couple weeks?"
"Okay! This is awesome. Thank you." I smiled.
"You're welcome Blaire." David grinned.

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After getting some much needed rest, as David advised, I was at work where I saw Will for the first time today.
"Way to ditch me today.." I scoffed.
"Yeah well, had stuff to do." Will shrugged. "I'm working kitchen today so I can't really chat. Best get to your tables." Will said.
Not you too.. Please.
"Fine." I said and sighed walking away. What the hell did I do to him?

All night, every ticket I put in Will was messing up. Yet Lizards tables all came out just fine. After the 5th wrong order I had had enough. I walked back to the kitchen and threw something in the sink.
"Watch that temper Nolan!" Thomas scolded me.
"Tell your cook to stop sabotaging me!" I demanded. Thomas looked at Will.
"Tell your waitress to get better hand writing. Can't bloody read the tickets." Will scoffed.
"What is going on with you two?"
"Yeah Will, What the actual fuck?" I asked.
"Nothing." Will shrugged.
"Okay you, are full of shit." Thomas said to Will and then turned to me.
"And you are one more outburst from going home."
"But Thomas! He is clearly fucking with my orders." I sighed
"And she clearly just can't write." Will shrugged.
"Okay, we are not having this. Jacob, have Lizard take Blaires tables for a moment and you take over the kitchen. You two come with me." Jacob said.

I rolled my eyes and followed Will and Thomas to the supply closet.
"You two stay in here until whatever this is, is over with. Then you can finish your shifts." Thomas said. I started to protest but Thomas just shut the door.
"Well can we just get this over with? I'm losing tips. Not that you were helping me gain them any.." I scoffed.
"I saw you Blaire." Will said.
"Saw me what Will?" I sighed.
"I saw you kiss Mr. Jones last night." Will said.