Hi, so here is another chapter and we now only have five left until this story is finished. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I promise you that the next one is longer and will have at least one M Rated moment.
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Next Chapter-The Bad Roommate-Andre and Tori test the boundaries of their new relationship by living together while they write a song, meanwhile Tori attempts to get her head around how she feels about Andre being the main father figure in her son's life and what that means for the future.
Ayden
Chapter 52-Robbie Sells Rex
Robbie sells Rex, a flour bomb is attacking everyone but Jade much to her annoyance, and Andre feels compelled to tell Tori about what Ayden said leading to a new tailspin for the young mother.
Tori's Point of View.
There was something odd about how Andre was acting. It was actually unnerving. He was acting strangely, avoiding spending time with me when I was at home. It had been two weeks now and there had been no trysts and normally when I asked him if he had a free period he would grin that slow seductive grin and then drag me into the nearest supply closet. For some reason that was off as well and I didn't understand where it was coming from. There had been no warning, there had been no planning, and there had been nothing.
If I was a more insecure girl then I would say that Ayden was the reason, it was hard for some guys to be involved with a girl who had a child and I knew that, if it had been Ryder or Daniel or any of the other boys that had taken an interest in me since I had joined Hollywood Arts I wouldn't have been surprised. But this was Andre Harris. And I knew him and I knew that Ayden had never been an issue. That Ayden had in fact been an addition to the relationship that he had enjoyed. Hell they were always spending time with each other, Andre would come over and make it a matter of fact to spend time with my son most of the time before he spend time with me. It wasn't Ayden.
Then I didn't know what had happened. Everything was good for a long time and then it wasn't and I didn't know if it was me or him or school or anything really. One of the downsides to keeping our relationship a secret was the fact that I had nobody to confide in should something like this happen. It made me...lonely.
I didn't understand what had happened and why and it was one of those moments that made me want to run and hide, one of those moments that made me want to run full stop.
But I couldn't do that. I was a different girl and made of different stuff than that and I didn't want to do anything that would disrupt the life that I had rebuilt for myself that was still on very shaky ground. I had worked hard to get this far and I didn't want to give that all up. I was going to have to take the mature option for once and have it out with Andre about what was going on.
And then I was going to tell Jade West everything.
A part of me wanted to tell my sister but she was graduating this year, she had finals and study sessions and was trying to get into college. I wanted her to make something of herself without worrying about her sister's relationship. I would tell Trina in my own good time what the hell was going on. But right now I wanted the first person I went to with this to be Jade. I wanted it to be her that I told, I wanted it to be her that I trusted. Don't ask me why I just did.
But a part of me knew that perhaps right now wasn't the best time.
There was someone running around school flour bombing everyone. This sounds pretty self-explanatory so I won't get into it but as you can imagine it was creating an enormous amount of pressure on the faculty to find whoever was doing this and punish them. Not to mention there was always the possibility of it being someone that didn't go to this school. Hollywood Arts was just that, a school and while it did have measures in place like most schools to protect their students it wasn't entirely hard for someone from the outside to get in.
Now for some people flour bombing might be traumatic. That being said Jade had yet to experience the pleasure of being pelted with a load of flour something she was getting increasingly furious about much to Beck's amusement and everyone else's confusion. Therefore I decided to wait until whoever it was grew some balls and tried to take on Jade West before I told her that I was having a secret sexual relationship with one of her oldest friends.
(That being said there was always the possibility that she knew already because she was dating Beck and he could never really keep his mouth shut when it came to Jade. Couples tell each other all their secrets even when they're not theirs to tell, but I was banking on Jade not being able to keep her mouth shut on that front)
As well as the flour bomber as he was called we had the unexpected dilemma of helping Robbie give up Rex. Now privately as far as I was concerned that was a good thing. While I appreciated Rex was important to Robbie, it never stopped the puppet from being rude and well...Robbie was getting older, was starting something with Cat, something that included soft smiles and no hint of hand holding yet but something. And I supposed he didn't want Rex to come in the way of that. Not that anyone blamed him, Robbie was a talented actor and a director. He didn't need Rex to prove (or rather disprove nine times out of ten) that he had talent.
But the problem was Robbie was lonely. Rex had been his friend, hell his best friend ever since he was a kid. To take it away from him would be a big thing to ask and it was even more surprising that he offered it in the first place. That being said there was a second where he seemed to be doing ok, I suppose that at some point he got lonely and wanted Rex back. As Beck said (privately) the peace was nice while it lasted.
And the next morning when we all sat down for our morning break (or morning caffeine break if you were...well any normal person) and Rex was back and just as bad tempered as he always was.
Fortunately Andre and I had a song writing class together and it seemed that we were always partnered up with each other. We were sat in class, the mood around us light and happy as people tried to figure out how they were going to tackle this mystery assignment.
"You want to tell me what's wrong?" I asked raising an eyebrow. Andre looked down his hand wrapped around his pen drawing circles around the edge of his paper. Finally he gave a long sigh and looked up at me. His expression was strange, closed off and almost...calculating. It was if he had to think about whether or not to tell me something and that was...honestly...unnerving.
There was a second where we stared at each other. Then Andre nodded once more to himself than to anyone else. "When I was babysitting" he said finally. "Ayden he...he said something"
I stared. I couldn't fathom what Ayden had said that would provoke a reaction like this. It was like Andre was unsure of the very ground that he was standing on and that was frightening.
"He's nearly three Andre whatever he said he probably didn't understand..."
"He called me Dad..." Andre said cutting across me.
I stared.
"Fuck" I said finally. It probably wasn't the best response but it was all I could come up with. I hadn't even thought about that being a possibility though looking back it was impossible not to notice that that was the road we were travelling down. Andre was around all the time and Ayden was young, he was a baby and he had no memories of his real father. Should I have said something? Should I have felt something? How did I feel about this?
And more importantly where the hell do we go from here?
But these are all questions for another time.
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