Chapter 11 – Parker Dwarf

We heard the door to the cottage shut, and Whitely walk up the stairs and shut the door to Porter's room. I sighed. When would I get it out of my head that I even had a chance with Whitely.

"What are you thinking about Parker?" Joshua asked. Joshua and I had gained a really great relationship throughout the years that we'd shared a room. Joshua always asked me what I was thinking, and feeling before I went to sleep.

"Can I be honest with you Joshua?" I asked. I kind of felt like screaming.

"Yes, definitely," he replied with a chuckle. "What are you laughing about?" I asked incredulously. This was supposed to be a Brother-bonding-moment.

"Nothing, just go on," he answered.

"Okay. You can't tell anyone. Especially not Porter," I said. He smirked. "Like I would want to tell anyone," he replied skeptically.

"Well, I'm thinking about where I stand with a chance to win over Whitely," I instantly regretted even bringing it up. Poignancy overcame me so quickly when it came to feelings.

The moments seemed to tick on in silence. "Interesting. I've thought about that before now too. But, after today, unless something just happened, the stakes just got lowered."

"I know. But seriously? She fell head over heels for Porter. If he even asked for another chance, then she's likely to give it to him," I said with a sigh.

"You're right. It'll work itself out," he commented. "What are you feeling?"

"Anger and frustration," I answered indignantly.

He chuckled. "I can't blame you due to your frame of mind. I've already gotten over Whitely, and so have the other boys. Now they just think of her as a Sister or a Mother," he said, obviously feeling sorry for me. "You must have got it bad."

"Thanks for making me feel alone," I huffed.

He laughed quietly. "You're welcome. Maybe that'll knock you out of it."

After that remark the conversation ended. When I heard Joshua's even breathing, I muttered barely above a whisper: "I don't think so Joshua. I don't think so."