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Disclaimer: TheHoAProtagonist does not own the House of Anubis but owns the storyline.

Ah, me and my snacks. I might give you some… if you read the story.

Previously on The History and Past

"Tomorrow, yeah?" Jerome said. Nina made eye contact, and for a while he thought he saw a tiny smile come onto her face. He smiled and left.

Nina

Nina snuck back to bed before midnight. She was sure Amber was sleeping, to get the right guess. She slipped into her bed and began to think. She had snuck into Victor's office to put her name on the sign-out sheet to find that it was already written in. It looked like boys' writing.

Alfie has some hardly legible handwriting. Eddie didn't like writing and when he did he scratched his letters on. Fabian, well, Nina certainly knew and could recognize if it was his, but it wasn't. Mick isn't present. That just left… Jerome. Nina didn't know Jerome's handwriting. It could be his, but she wasn't so sure about that yet.

Another thing that had puzzled Nina was that Jerome was actually acting nice to her. Seeing he was so glad that Nina and Fabian had broken up and that Rufus incident… she couldn't figure out his motive. Yes motive, Jerome had motives not plans.

She knew she shouldn't have spent the whole day in the secret room, but she wanted to cry out all her tears and everything before tomorrow. The day her mom and dad actually died. It was going to be really hard, and she needed to be around people and be distracted. Apparently, that wasn't going to happen. Jerome wants to ask on her most devastating event of her life.

She heard Amber mumble then prop herself up on her bed, "Mhmmhm? Nina is that you?" Nina only made a small sound, meaning yes, but didn't turn to face Amber. She was still staring at the ceiling when Amber took her blanket and made her way to Nina's bed.

"Are you okay?" Amber asked. Nina just looked at her, nothing to say. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Nina decided Amber was her best friend. She was in Sibuna, she helped work out her problems, and she understood. Therefore, Nina should trust her. No, would trust her. Nina nodded and began explaining, conveniently avoiding Jerome's role in the story.

"I'm so sorry," said Amber hugging her, "Don't worry, I'll find things to help you get distracted and I will make this one of the best days of your life… on the worst day of your life. I'm sorry!"

"You're fine Amber," Nina cracked a real smile. She was glad Amber was her best friend. …And sometimes not. Amber Millington is lovable, if you get on her good side, but also trustworthy, if you know when to put your trust in her.

Jerome

Jerome groaned, feeling the sun shine onto his face. Ugh. Mornings. Wait today was just an ordinary morning though. He quietly heaved himself off his bed. He quickly grabbed his laptop and played the DvD. Carefully listening, he heard what name he didn't want to hear in the video. Nina Martin.

"No No No No No NO!" Jerome mentally shouted, "It can't be. It's not possible. Just no!"

Jerome took in a deep breath to calm himself down. No. What had his dad done.

NO!

Jerome inhaled again, then sighed, and finally caught hold of himself. He was going to make this right. One problem. How should he tell Nina?

He sat up in frustration, swiftly dressed himself, and put on his jacket. He needed time to think to himself. But that was nearly impossible in the House of Anubis. He rushed outside and ran to the nearest tree he could find. And eventually tried letting his frustration out by kicking it.

Nina

Nina entered the dining area late. Everyone saw her coming and ceased speaking. Nina didn't notice to the fact that she was in deep thought. Amber coughed and tried breaking the silence by saying, "How's your sleep last night, Nina?"

"Good," Nina mumbled as she went into the kitchen to grab a bowl and a glass.

"So where were you yesterday?" Joy interrogated. Patricia smacked Joy on the arm, they haven't been in the friendliest of terms due to last night.

"Why does she have to tell you?" Amber countered.

"What, she told you?" Joy retaliated. They heard a door slam from the doorway. Everybody shut up and turned their heads to the coming person.

Jerome entered, not looking very happy. He began to angrily stride towards the kitchen when he bumped into Nina, who was making her way to her seat. The two only briefly glanced at each other, then turned away, cutting eye contact. Nina sat down on the table and began to idly stir her bowl of cereal.

Joy looked from between Nina and Jerome. She gasped, "No." Everybody glanced at her, seeing what she was making such a big deal about.

"You didn't," Joy smirked, but still in a weird state of awe.

"Is anybody else confused?" Alfie said.

"What are you rambling on about this time?" asked Patricia. Joy glared at her for her sharp remark.

"Nina and Jerome."

Mara almost spit out the juice she was drinking, "What?"

"What?" Nina and Jerome said.

"WHAT?" Everybody else exclaimed.

"You and Jerome went out on a secret date, didn't you?" Joy assumed. Nina stood up, almost knocking off her bowl of cereal. Jerome rushed in from the kitchen. "That's why you've been so quiet."

"I know Nina, she would never do anything like that without me knowing," argued Amber.

"And I know Jerome. No Way," declared Alfie.

"Well you probably didn't know them well enough," Joy said gleefully. Amber and Alfie seemed to hesitate, Nina and Jerome glanced at them, surprised.

"Do you really believe that we're dating?" Jerome asked to everyone. Everyone was quiet, not sure what to say.

Nina asked, "Don't you trust us?"

"They don't seem to trust us," said Jerome after a moment's silence.

"I can't believe you don't trust us," said Nina, surprised, "Fine. I can't believe you guys, especially you." She looked at Fabian. "And I thought we were friends." With that she stomped out of the room, looking disappointed.

"No, Nina, I trust you!" cried Fabian after Nina exited.

"To late for that Rutter," mumbled Jerome who went to follow Nina.

"Ugh, what have I done," muttered Fabian. He turned to Joy, who seemed to be victoriously smiling, "What have you done Joy?" This had caught Joy off guard.

"Excuse me?"

"Why would you 'Assume' that Nina and Jerome are going out?" asked Patricia.

"They were barely even here at all yesterday, and did you see the way that they looked at each other this morning? It's obvious that they went out on a date yesterday."

"You've got it all wrong, Jerome went to go visit his dad!" exclaimed Alfie, running off to find Jerome.

"And if you all knew Nina's side of the story, you'd know why she wasn't with us all day," said Amber standing up.

"And what's her story?" Joy questioned.

"First, it's not your place to ask. Second, I promised I wouldn't tell. Third, thanks to you, you just made her life and day a whole life harder. Thank you very much!" Amber replied, stomping away. Everybody else finished brunch in silence.

Jerome and Nina

Jerome grabbed Nina's arm after leaving quickly. "What do you think you're doing?" Nina snapped.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jerome hissed. He quietly lead her into the laundry room. Thankfully a fight was going on so they snuck in. Jerome cautiously closed the door, and turned to face Nina. She was sitting on the washing machine, tears falling down her face. Jerome just sat by her, not sure wether to comfort her, or not. Silence.

"How could they?"

Jerome looked at saw that it was Nina who said that. He gulped.

"What?"

"I thought I could trust Amber, Patricia… Fabian…"

Even more silence.

"'Tell me about today."

Nina looked at him. Jerome was just staring at his lap.

"What do you mean?"

"What's your story today?" The two were looking down at their laps. Jerome looked at Nina who was wiping her tears.

"Today was the day my parents died."

Great. That just made everything ten-thousand times harder. How was he, Jerome the Sly and Great, supposed to break it down to the American next to him, that his dad had killed her parents. Well it was more on accident, but still!

"My parents were going to buy us milkshake supplies." He realized Nina was speaking again. "They left me at my Gran's house, planning to come back. They didn't. Never did. Never will."

"My parents just dumped me here," Jerome spoke. He only had trusted Alfie and Mara about this, Nina's in. "They take me back to our home for the holidays, sometimes, they leave me here. They left me here to rot like rubbish, and here I rot. Since I was 5 years old."

"At least you know who your parents are."

"I only knew one parent, and that was my mum. Yet, she's too busy to speak to me anyways. During the school year or holidays. The older I get, the more often I get left alone here during the holidays."

"My parents died when I was 4. They signed their will so Gran would be my caretaker. What I hate is that I barely remember anything about them. Only a few memories. And another thing is that every passing year, the faster the memories start fading away," confessed Nina. "How about your dad?"

Jerome gave her a startled look then said, "I never knew my dad. I haven't known him since he supposedly 'left' when I was 4."

"And now?"

Jerome gave an unenthusiastic laugh. "I'm kind of wishing I didn't."

Nina stared at him, puzzled why he was telling her this. He'd been acting weird since yesterday. First he was curious, then nice, then thoughtful, then cared and actually listened to what she had to say. She knew this wasn't the Jerome she knew and was wary of. It either crazily involved him, or he was looking for good facts and secrets to blackmail her. Although, he had entrusted her with the story of his past.

"Why is that?" Nina asked.

"It's involves your past," Jerome mumbled.

"Meaning?"

"My dad was the driver that rammed into your parents. He killed them."

Super psyched! I loved House of Sorry and House of Hex. The episode today, made me feel, that I had missed House of Anubis so much over the whole year. I love how you guys review and put me on your favorites and alerts. Keep doing that, I'll do my best to stick to this story.

Haha, I love how Eddie and Patricia kissed, but I'm still a Patromer. Also, I feel sorry for Joy, but at least she isn't out to get Fabian anymore.

Okay, I suppose I owe you something from my snacks. Here's a potato chip. Enjoy the day! Psst, If you save it and the apocalypse arrives, you'll thank me later.

Heres ma que

~ Peace