CHAPTER 12

"Wait, did you say, your step mum is lying naked in your bed..as we speak. Like at this very moment?..Seriously?!" I asked in disbelief. Wes sighed and nodded casually. I stared at him. Is he for real?!

"Okay... Um, why would she be in your bed? She's your stepmother, right? How old is she anyway?!" I rambled, still in shock.

"Alright. My stepmother likes me. Like really likes me. She's been trying to get me into bed with her since she married my dad. It's super creepy and no way am I going there! My dad'll kill me and sleeping with my stepmother is just all kinds of wrong right there. Eeww..no thank you." Wes shuddered as he looked at the tv screen.

"But why would she want to do that? I mean, you're her stepson..Like, hello, incestuous much?!" I said, still in shock.

"I don't know. She's like 35 or something and always said my dad couldn't give her what she wants. She said she wants a real man." Wes said and I almost laughed.

"So, you're her interpretation of a real man, I presume?" I said and just lost it. I laughed so hard into the throw cushion that I almost suffocated myself.

"Yeah, laugh if you want. But I can't let her get what she wants. My father could have me killed. He dotes on her and would believe everything she says. She said she would tell Dad I rape her if I thought of telling what's going on to my father. The evil witch."Wes said passionately. Quite out of character.

"What about her daughter? Doesn't she know what's going on?" I asked curiously.

"She's just like her mom. She's only 13 but she's this creepy girl who stalks me everywhere I go. Thank goodness she doesn't go to our school. She tells me every day that she'll marry me someday. Seriously, both of them are so messed up. Kinda the reason why I'm here. I'm hiding out at Josh's because I thought they won't find me here. Little did I know their stalker level are off the charts. But I think both of them don't know that the other is trying to seduce me. This is just so crazy." Wes said as he shook his head. My eyes were wide as saucers. It was so hard to swallow what Wes had said about his stepmom and stepsister. It's too disturbing. I thought my stepmom and stepsister are a problem. Wes' are just..well, certified illegal since he's not 18 yet.

Suddenly Wes yawned, which kinda brought me back to the present. I stood up and walked to the linen closet. I took 2 pillows, a bed sheet and a blanket and brought them to where Wes was nodding off.

"Here, let me make you a place to sleep." I spread the bedsheet on the sofa and started to make the bed for Wes. Once the bed was made, I gestured to Wes to go to sleep. He staggered sleepily towards the covered sofa and just crashed there. I spread the blanket over him and he snuggled under it, getting comfy. I switched off the tv.

"So, goodnight. I'll see you tomorrow. Or well, in the morning. Uh, ok." I said awkwardly and bolted from there.

"Ok. Goodnight. And thanks Addy." Wes said sleepily. I bolted to my room and finally exhaled once I was safely in my room. I jumped into bed, trying to get over the fact that the Wes Grayson was sleeping downstairs in the living room. I kept replaying what Wes said about his stepmom trying to seduce him that I thought it was too far-fetched. After a few hours, I finally fell asleep.

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I slowly pried my eyes open. The birds were singing so obnoxiously loudly from my window that I almost threw a pillow at it to make it stop. It was Saturday for goodness sake. I need sleep! Just when I was about to doze off again, I heard someone clear his throat. I groaned as I buried my head deeper under my blanket. Just then, I remembered that Wes was in my house and that he spent the night. I bolted upright on my bed and was surprised to see a person sitting on my chair, facing me. I focused my crusty eyes to the figure and was horrified to see Wes smirking at me. He was still in last night's clothes. My eyes widened. Crap!

"Good morning. How'd you sleep?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Like I was unaffected that Wes was in MY ROOM! I got out of bed and casually touched my hair. If felt like a rat's nest. Urgh, I just knew that my face is so plastered with sleep and drool. Eeeww.

"Very soundly, thank you. You?" Wes said casually.

"Like a baby..What do you want? Why are you in my room?" I said as I got up, casually.

"Yeah, I need to take a shower. No way I'm going back to Josh's while those two crazies are still there. And I need clothes. Just a t-shirt or something." Wes asked like he does this every day. I went to my closet and rummaged in there until I found an over sized t-shirt. I handed the t-shirt along with a towel to Wes, who took it and stood up.

"The bathroom's through there. You can shower first. I need to make my bed first." I said casually as I started to make the bed.

"Okay. Thanks." Wes said and he walked out of my room, to the bathroom just outside. Once he entered the bathroom and closed its door, I let out the breath that I had been holding all that time. I ran to my dresser and groaned in dismay. I had puffy eyes and my hair looked like I had been dragged through the hedge backwards. It was standing in all directions and looked really ratty. Urgh, I couldn't believe Wes saw me like this and did not laugh. I am such a poor excuse of a girl, seriously.

After I made my bed and re-organized my room a little bit, I heard the bathroom door opened and Wes stepped out, drying his hair. I stared at him. How the hell did he manage to look so yummy and scrumptious so early in the morning wearing my pokemon t-shirt? It hugged his chest and shoulders a bit, because he is 6 feet tall and very well-built. I may be a size 12. but he is still bigger than me.

Just then, he walked towards my room. I stiffened. I took my towel and walked out as he reached my door. He kinda gave me the nod and entered my room like he does this every day. He hung the towel at the towel rack near the window and ran his hand through his dark hair which was still damp from the shower. Good God, how could he look like a delicious dessert so early in the morning. Suddenly I felt that I couldn't blame his stepmom for trying to seduce him. I mean, how could she resist being under one roof with such a gorgeous guy every day. Like, she's only human. He, on the other hand, is clearly not. Probably some Demi-God or something. A human being cannot look that good. It's just impossible. And totally unfair for someone like me, who resembles a car wreck on her good days. Quickly, I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

After I got dressed, I went out and saw Wes was still in my room, sitting in my chair, fiddling with his phone. I took a deep breath as I walked into my room. I hung my towel and combed my hair a little. Although my hair is pretty short, I still comb it properly. I cleared my throat and faced Wes who was reading something on his phone.

"Um, let's go and have breakfast. Grandma's probably downstairs." I said and Wes stood up. I walked out the room with Wes at my heels. When we reached downstairs, I could smell waffles. Wes and I walked into the kitchen and saw Grandma drinking coffee as she read the morning paper. She looked up when she heard us walking into the kitchen. She smiled at us as she put the coffee mug on the breakfast counter.

"Good morning guys. Here, Addy put some waffles in this plate and give to Wes." Grandma said as she handed me a plate. I took it and put a waffle on it, along with some scrambled eggs and sausages. I put the butter and syrup n front of Wes. He proceeded to dig in. He chewed and nodded his head.

"Wow, Mrs Wilson. This is really good." Wes said with his mouth full appreciatively. Grandma smiled sweetly as she got up from her chair to refill her coffee cup. I prepared a plate for myself and sat beside Wes, since it was the only other stool unoccupied. As we ate, I bumped my elbow into him and froze.. But Wes just continued eating like it was nothing. I relaxed and continued eating.

"So, you spent the night here? It wasn't too cold in the living room? You should've slept in Addy's room. She has that sofa bed in there. Could've pulled that out." Grandma said casually. I stared at her. Wes, and me in the same room?! Was she mental?! I wouldn't be able to sleep a wink!

"I mean, it's just sleep, right? I'm sorry Addy made you sleep on that lumpy couch out there Wes." Grandma said apologetically.

"Oh, Mrs Wilson, the couch was very comfortable. It's fine. I had a good sleep on that couch last night. And uh, thanks for being okay with me staying the night." Wes said amiably with a charming smile. I stared at him. Wesley Grayson just smiled. At my grandmother. Holy smokes. I've never seen a real smile coming from him before. And what a smile. He seemed so different than the sullen Wes that I got to see every day in school. Wow..he has such gorgeous smile. I literally melted and just stared at his face, openly like a total creeper.

"Really? well, you can stay here as often as you want. Just make yourself at home. You can even ask Josh to hang out here. He used to do that a lot when he was younger. Addy here would follow him around like a lost puppy all day." Grandma said and I looked at her in alarm. She did not just say that!

"Grandma!" I complained. She just chuckled and continued reading her paper. I wish I could bury myself and just disappear. I could feel Wes looking at me with that infuriating smirk on his face.

After breakfast, Wes helped me clean up the kitchen. I was still getting over that fact as I walked into the living room and switched on the tv. Wes sat beside me, wordlessly. I handed him the remote.

"Nah, you choose." Wes said as he leaned back into the sofa. I shrugged and switched on cartoons. Yes! Spongebob is on! I settled in my seat and watched it. the next half an hour, Wes and I laughed as we watched Spongebob on tv.

After Spongebob was over, Wes suddenly got up, taking my hand in his and dragging me off the sofa. I stood up and followed behind him, my eyes staring at his hand around my wrist. My skin tingled at his touch and my heart beat faster than humanly possible. Good God, I'm not crushing on Wes now, am I?! Please...no..