Megans P.O.V
I waved goodbye to Janie as I stepped of the crowded school bus. The house seemed quiet. No arguments. No crying. I walked up to the door and hesitated before going in. I found Josh sat on the couch, staring at the television.
"Hey Megs," He said, after realising my presence.
"Hey," I replied as I dropped my bag and sat on the couch too. I hated it here. I could not stand it. All the unhappiness lately, and especially now I knew the truth about my own father. It was too much. I had to get out. If only I could. "Where's Drake?"
"Upstairs with Morrocia,"
"Why does she keep coming over? She came round last night too. I mean, has Drake ever actually been to her house?"
"You know...I don't think he has," Josh replied,"What do you have against the girl anyway,"He began to laugh,"She's not that bad,"
"I don't know. She's just...well..." Josh laughed again.
"Don't worry, I feel the same way about her too,"
"So you and Drake haven't made up then?" His large head suddenly went pale. His smile faded.
"I don't know Megan,"He sighed,"You wouldn't understand.
"But say I did..."I said, wishing I had kept my mouth shut.
"What?"
"It-it dosen't matter," I stared at the television, deciding to change the subject,"So, what is this, some kind of boobish animal show?"
"Megan, tell me!" I didn't take me long to notice the tear running down my cheek,"Megan? Whats wrong? Come on, you can tell me! Are you okay?" I looked up at my stepbrother and decided there was no point keeping it a secret forever. It took about three minutes to tell him everything. The bugging device. The conversation. The shock. I was crying through it all. I was surprised that Josh could make sense of any of it. My face had become all red and blotchy by the end of the confession.
"Oh my god, Megan. I am so sorry. I didn't-, I mean-, I-" He pulled out a tissue from his jacket and wiped my tears before giving me a hug. If it were a normal day, I would have broken every bone in his body for that. But this was not a normal day, and therefore, I let him hug me.
"Sorry," He wispered.
