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I normally don’t like to cry in front of people, let alone let them comfort me...the only exception is Seth...

And defiantly wouldn’t dream of this boy, this boy who’s my neighbour, that’s annoying, arrogant, cocky and gets on my nerves constantly do what I would only let my twin do.....

And the weirdest thing?...I haven’t pulled away!

Yes I struggled slightly at first against him, tried to push him away...but he stayed there, arms gently but firmly holding me in place.

Why? Is the first question that popped into my head. Why is he doing this?

But then it quickly disappeared...and I find myself relaxing and going with it...letting him comfort me.

As I feel my shoulders shake from each sob that escapes my lips...I just can’t help but see the image of Seth and April flashing through my mind....and also mixed with small but meaningful flashes of the past with my father’s smiling face.

I’ve lost him, and if I can help it....I won’t let someone else I love go.

April has got to go through me to get to my twin.

Sniffing, I pull away, pushing Noah’s arms from me...stepping backwards and shaking my head, in away yo silently say to myself that I shouldn’t have let that happened...

“Lex...”

Sniffing again, I raise my head looking up into his dark brown eyes that now show worry and concern

Without saying a word, he continues to stare down at me...our eyes locked and I can feel an escaped tear rolling down my cheek..

Making an surprisingly move....Noah raises his hand slowly, moving towards my face...and I feel him gently wipe away that tear, still not losing his eye contact.

I feel a jump in my stomach, a weird, funny feeling that I don’t know what to make of it...but I do know, it’s got something to do with the gesture Noah just did....

Blinking...I come back to my senses...and a frown appears upon my face...

What am I doing? What is he doing?

Breaking my gaze with him I step back, frowning and causing his contact with my cheek to drop, his hand falling back to his side...

Shaking my head, I keep my gaze on the ground as I turn my body away from him...

“Lexi...wait-“

“No...just...just..leave....” I cut him off...not really finishing my sentence with the ‘leave me alone part’ as I find my voice fades away...and I turn fully away from him..taking steps towards the direction of the doors...

I hear him call out my name again, but I ignore it and quicken my past into a fast walk so I get further away more quickly and by reaching the doors, I hurry through, being merged into the many people in here...so now it’s harder for him to find me if he followed....

Which I think he did.

Breathing in deeply, I step around people, my head still ducked and I can feel my eyes starting to blur over again as I weave my way through, my way back to where I originally was....

“Whoahoo...hey there Lex..” my head snaps up as I suddenly bump into someone very familiar and hearing the chuckle in their voice as they have their arms out to balance themselves and me as I wasn’t looking nor paying attention where I was going...

“Sorry...”I mumble out and try to side step around him.

“Hey...” an arm stops me from moving and I realise a silent sigh as I get turned around to face the older face of my brother.

“Hey Lex?...you alright?” Blake’s voice asks in concern and softly, I keep my eyes casted down..

“Lexi?” he tilts my head up, so now I have no chance of avoiding him.

My eyes meet his similar blue eyes to mine, and I watch as it takes only a mere second for him to scan my face with concern, and a frown soon appears on his face...his blue eyes softening slightly with the same spark of worry, possibly that’s grown.

“Lexi?...what’s wrong? Why you crying?” he nearly demands looking me in the eye, clearly seeing that they’re watering and probably evident that those tears have already leaked

I shake my head, causing his hand to drop from it and mumble something that I’m not sure he even heard “I’m not...nothing...” is what I mumble and I try to make my escape again...

But not so lucky, as I get stopped once more by Blake’s arm, pulling me back and to him.

“No....I can tell. You’ve been crying, something must have happened...” His hand comes up to gently brush the hair away from my face and he crouches down a bit to my level with a hand on my shoulder “Lexi...what happened? You we’re fine before....did someone do something?” He suddenly asks at the end something flashing in his eyes and he straightens back up

“Did someone do something to you?” His expression goes hard, turning angry and keeps flicking his gaze from me to the way he thought I came from “Who Lex? Because god help me I’ll pound that little mot-“

“No..” I cut him off shaking his hand away “It’s nothing, no one...just leave it Blake!” I snap a little angrily wiping a stray tear away and turning my back to him, annoyed that he jumps to conclusions....just like everybody else...

Once again, I ignore him calling after me, just like someone else did...and push my way through the dancing crowd...trying to get to the other side of the room....towards the back doors....

Rushing through, pushing past people I finally get to the opened doors leading back into the garden, I never even realised there was doors here...or that you could go outside for that matter!

Slowing down as I reach the doors, ignoring someone looks people are throwing my way, because who wouldn’t stare at you if you were rushing through a crowded room of people dancing, properly with smudged makeup.....yeah...of course you wouldn’t look.

But I’ve got to get out of here..to go back, to see for myself once again what caused me to be like this..

Stepping out the grand double doors, I see what there was before, obviously, it’s not like everything would have suddenly changed within minutes..

Breathing deeply, I move my feet, spotting more adults out here than anyone else....but my eyes cast over down the steps to the pool area beside the marquee tent...and just like before I get that stomach drop feeling and all I feel like doing is screaming out what I’m thinking at this moment...

Why, why, why?!

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“Yeah..yeah go hide!” I smile at the hyped up six year old that’s just asked me if we can play hide and seek, in which I’ve said yes, obviously...and has now run off giggling in a place to hide...

Which would be under the table.

I chuckle to myself watching Joe scurrying off through the maze of tables, most of which are empty except a few.

It’s hide and seek sure...but hide and seek under the tables. Joe has to pick one and hide under it....then I have to search for him under hundreds of tables....fun?

No not really...

But it’s keep Joe entertained...and it is actually quiet amusing at times...

Adverting my eyes...I look to the floor, counting in my head...waiting until I’ll have to get up to find him...

If I had to guess the time right now...I would say at least half eleven...as it feels as if we’ve been here forever...

And we properly have to be honest...

Meaning it won’t be long until we leave....and that’s something I want to do right now...but I can’t.

I’ve tried to block out what I saw from my head, by playing this game with Joe....and originally his twin but Jack ran off somewhere...god knows where...so now it’s just us...

Fifty. I count in my head and then raise my head standing up from the seat I’m on and scan my eyes over the rows of tables all deserted by people that are now up and dancing....

Biting my lip I start walking through them, it really is like a maze, as you can weave in and out of the tables and around them......no wonder Joe likes this game...he’s small enough to fit anywhere...

A light smile forms on my lips as I think that, continuing to walk through the tables, knowing Joe wouldn’t have chosen one close to where I was...and knowing him, properly chose the one furthest away...

But I don’t mind to be honest, Joe is hyper...and hyper Joe...is fun.

Finally reaching some tables further away, I bend down lifting up the table cloth...and then feel a bit of disappointment that I don’t see the blond hair boy sat underneath...

Sighing...I stand back up and move onto the next one.....then the next one...then next one after that...the next one after that....the one after that...and so on....until it feels as if I’ve done over a hundred..and still haven’t found that little trouble maker!

Lifting up the white table cloth of the last table in the row that I’m on...I flip it up ready to scare the boy underneath...but come back cold as it’s empty under there....

“Joe...”I groan... “Where are you, you little bu-“

I silence myself as I suddenly hear a little giggle coming from a near by table...

I stand back up, listening closely, even with the music playing, I can still hear as these tables are far over from most of the commotion...

“Joe?” I almost whisper out, creeping each step..

There it is again! I think to myself, a small sly smirk appearing on my face as I hear the sweet giggle of Joe coming from one of three tables near by...

I chuckle darkly “Oh...I’ve got you now Joe..”I say either to myself...or to him...and move quietly to the first table...

Whipping the table cloth up I sigh annoyed that I don’t find him there.....and once again hear the giggle belonging to Joe, he’s laughing because I haven’t found him.

I smirk...hearing the giggle come from the next one of...and as quietly as I can, drop the table cloth and crawl along to the next one, not caring that I’m in a dress....

Holding back a chuckle I reach of for the white cloth...and with the count of three.....I whip it up.

“AHA! Found you!” I grin my eyes settling upon a small figure underneath the table...

“EEEK!” Joe yelps out laughing and suddenly starts crawling out the other side of the table..

“Hey!” I call/laugh out after him “You can’t do that!” I smirk...and do something which I shouldn’t really do and properly should think before doing, but at this moment I don’t care...so I go on my hands and knees...and crawl under the table, after my sneaky, little brother..

“Joeee..!” I Wine/laugh out following him behind, but he’s fast, and scurries away under the table, passing to table to table, under each table cloth and the other side, onto the next one...and I’m chasing after him....

Well this is something new....chasing my brother through a maze of tables...

“Joe!.....this isn’t fair! I’m too big..!” I call out to him hitching up the bottom of my dress a bit before picking up my past to try and catch up with my brother, ducking under another table cloth, we’re luck no one is actually sat at these tables...

I hear his laughter echoing up ahead, finding this absolutely hilarious...but I gotta admit...it’s pretty fun...

“Well you shouldn’t have eaten all that cake!” Joe yells back and I fake gasp

“Excuse me! Are you trying to say I’m fat?!” I smirk through my fake gasp

Hearing Joe giggle up ahead makes me smile and he replies “YES!” in a shout..

“Right.....that’s it!” I declare smirking and as I reach the end of the table I push myself back up onto my feet and grin down evilly as I see Joe cross from one table to another....

Joe’s head peaks back at me...and with seeing me stood up he makes a squealing noise and quickly disappears under the table...

I laugh evilly, grinning and walk to where he would come out, why didn’t I think of this before? It’s much quicker walking!

“I’ve got you know...”I chuckle darkly lowering myself into a crouch beside the table....

Joe squeals and as quickly as his little legs and arms can take him...I see him hurrying out from the table...towards the next...

“GOTCHA!” I grin and tackle the six year old to the floor, hearing his defeated cry...

I laugh as hold Joe to the floor, lightly off course and start tickling him, causing him to squirm and shriek with laughter, trying to fight back....

“What do you say?!” I call out over his laughter “That I’m perfectly normal size and can eat all the cake I want!” I grin down at him as I tickle his sides...

“NOOO!” He cries gasping to breathe through his laughter “NEVER!”

I shrug still tickling him “Well okay...in that case then...” I trail off smirking evilly down at my brother...I trail of for effect, making him think I’m going to do something worse...

“Noo...noo! Okay! OKAY!” He gasps out squirming and giggling, I smirk as he actually thought I’ll do something “Your perfect! And can eat all the cake you want!”

I grin and stop the tickling “AWW...why thank you Joey!” I grin ruffling his hair and sitting back up on my knees...

A scowl forms on Joe’s face as I messed his hair up, gosh...so like his brothers, and he scampers to his fit......looking me in the eye with a ‘menacing’ look, trying to anyway...as he’s roughly the same height as me when I’m sat like this...

I grin at him, raising an eyebrow as if to ask ‘what you gunna do?’ and then a smirk spreads across his baby face...

“I lied...” he tells me and I look at him confused

“You’re not perfect.....and if you eat anymore cakes...you’ll explode!” He grins giggling before taking off running through the maze of tables...

I gasp, faking hurt, knowing he doesn’t mean it, it’s only a way to get me to chase him...but if it’s not...I don’t really care...because it is.

“HEY!” I call out getting to my feet before I take off running after the fast six year old, darting around tables...gosh he sure can run fast...

And just like it was under the tables, I can hear Joe’s high pitched laughter as he speeds away from me...dodging me and trying to get away....

I laugh as I chase him...running around tables to the opposite side of him to try and short cut him, but being the sneaky little so and so he is...he diverts direction.....causing me to chase him again...

Well...he sure knows how to out run me that’s for sure.

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“Oh my gosh...I pooped....I’m sorry..” I gasp out collapsing onto a chair and breathing deeply...

Joe pouts in front of me... “oh come on!” He wines, standing there completely normal...

I shake my head smiling lightly at him... “I’m sorry.....this is what eating too much cakes does to you..” I smirk chuckling a bit and Joe grins at the joke before cracking a laugh...

I chuckle to myself...trying to get my breathe back as after chasing Joe all around and through the table really takes it out of you....

“Hey! Tom!..do you want to play?!” Joe suddenly chirps up asking and I lift my head looking towards him, also seeing a not so happy looking Tom walking slowly towards us...

I frown as I see his appearance...his head is down and his arms looking as if they’re hugging his belly, something’s wrong...

“Tom?” I ask softly turning on the chair to face him and open my arms “Tom? Honey, what’s wrong?” I ask going into mother mode as he falls into my arms...

“It hurts...” He mumbles into my neck...

I frown more looking down at him “What hurts hon?” I ask quietly brushing some of his hair away from his forehead, seeing his eyes cast downwards, nearly shut...

He mumbles something and pats his small belly, causing me to frown more...

“You’re tummy hurts Tom?” I ask making sense of his actions..

Nodding his head he lets slip a small moan of pain, that moan of pain causes me to wrap my arms around him bringing him onto my lap instinctively and looking at him worriedly...

His head nestles into my shoulder, relaxing into me..and closing his eyes... maybe he’s just tired, I think...he’s properly eaten too much...

I scoop him up into my arms gently and stand up, smiling lightly at Joe “Come on...let’s find mom” I tell him...

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“Soo...you kids have fun then?” mom asks grinning as we are all packed up into the taxi, all of us... minus Charles and Daisy...yes all of us as it’s a very, very big one...

“Yeah....” numerous mumbles of respond come from everyone, either them being tired, or not bothered to respond and I roll my eyes at that, looking down to the curled up six year old on my lap, that’s refused to move since he got there...

I stroke his hair, hearing his heavy breathing tells me he’s asleep...but his arms are still placed around his stomach...

I told mom about it....and she said to see if he’s alright once he wakes up.

“Well...I’m pleased and proud of you all, you all did what I asked....you didn’t make any disturbances and behaved well..” She smiles

Behaved well, I slightly smirk at that, yeah from what you know mom, I add in my head.

My eyes land on a blond in the seat in front of mine...but I scowl...I haven’t talked to him at all...just tried to avoid him. Seth can properly sense something’s off...but he won’t ask till later presuming....in which I still wont say anything, I’ll leave him hanging...

It’s his own fault for not telling me.

Yes, I would still be mad even if he did tell me, tell me...what? what exactly? That he likes April?....he already did but I didn’t listen, tell me that he’s with her? As in dating her?...that he didn’t tell me...and if he did, I would still be mad, shocked whatever...but it would be better than suddenly walking in on them and finding out for myself...

I frown and look away from the back of his head, looking to the window and gazing out into the dark night, we’re going home finally...that’s all that matters.

Maybe I can leave all this behind.

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