What!? Ch 5
1 month later...
Kel was starting to show. Her tunics were starting to get tight around the chest and belly. Her breeches were getting tight in the waist. Lalasa was steadily making new outfits to fit Kel.
Joren was also being oddly kind. He was still his cold self when other people were around, but when they were alone or with Alanna's children, his kind side showed. It was a little unnerving, but Kel was becoming familiarized with his multiple personalities.
Right now, she was in her room eating chocolate cake. Joren was sitting there with Aly and Alan watching her in awe. About half way through the cake, she noticed their looks. "What?" she asked self-consciously.
They quickly looked away. "Nothing," Joren replied. Kel's mask immediately slid over her features. She felt like crying and screaming all at once. Joren sighed when he saw the impassive mask. "Look Kel, we were just surprised at how fast you ate the cake, that's all," he said. He had started using her real name after being threatened by Raoul.
Kel nodded at him. "Excuse me," she said in a choked voice. She walked calmly out of the room. When she got outside, she walked calmly to the privy. There, she started sobbing.
Joren pursed his lips and looked over at Alan "What'd I say?" he asked, perplexed. Alan shrugged and got back to looking through Kel's clothes. He had made a habit of doing that every since Joren and Kel started watching him and Aly when his parents were busy.
Aly let out a sigh. "I think she thinks that you think she's getting fat," she said matter-of- factly.
Joren stared at Aly, trying to make sense of what she said. Aly sighed again. "You said that you were surprised at how fast she ate the cake. If someone said that to me, I would think that they were calling me fat."
Joren cursed himself and stood up. "C'mon you two. We need to find Kel before she either hires someone to kill me or tells someone about it and they just decide to kill me."
Aly nodded and started out the door, but Alan started complaining. "Why cant I stay here?" he asked, a whine entering his voice.
Joren sighed impatiently. "Because your parents are connected with people that could kill me and get away with it if any harm comes to you," he replied wittingly, his patience running out.
Alan glared at him and stomped up beside Aly, a scowl on his face. Joren ignored Alan's mutters as they walked down the corridor. They came to Neal's door and Joren knocked hesitantly. Neal answered. "Is Kel in here?" he asked carefully.
Neal looked at Joren suspiciously. "No. Why?" he asked as Joren's shoulders dropped. When Joren made no move to answer, he looked down at the twins. He didn't bother to say anything to Alan because he looked moody. He looked at Aly. "What's going on?"
Aly smiled slyly. "Joren called Kel fat," she replied sketchily. Joren looked down at the girl furiously.
Neal's eyes widened. "YOU DID WHAT?!" he screamed. Joren looked up and mumbled darkly and incoherently.
Joren looked back at Neal. "I did no such thing. I simply told her I was surprised at how fast she ate her cake, that's all," he said coolly.
Nealy snorted and buried his face in his hands. "Whatever. You can deal with her yourself," he said, slamming the door in Joren's face.
Joren sighed and glared down at Aly. "Why did you tell him that?!" he asked, turning an interesting shade of red. "I did not call Kel fat! I made an observation."
Aly rolled her eyes. "In her mind, you called her fat. Let's check the privys," she said casually.
They walked to the nearest privy in silence. Aly was watching Joren out of the corner of her head. He was turning all different shades of red, then purple, then when he calmed down some-pink. When they arrived at the privy, Joren looked at Aly expectantly. Aly noticed his look and looked at him innocently. "What?" she asked.
Joren groaned. "Please go in there and see if she's there," he ground out. He was clenching his jaw.
Aly raised her eyebrows at him. "Oh! You expect me to go in there? You were the one to upset her, you are going to have to be the one to un-upset her," she said mildly.
Joren looked down at her and gritted his teeth. "Alianne, it is a women's privy. I can't go in there," he said, trying not to yell at her. He used her actual name to emphasize how serious he was.
It didn't work.
"I guess we can go back to Kel's room and wait for her," Aly said, glancing meaningfully at the door to the privy.
Joren sighed and went inside. He hoped to find Kel, but he didn't expect to find her on the floor, her knees to her chest, sobbing heart-racking sobs. On instinct, Joren sat down beside her and put his arms around her.
Kel flinched at the contact. She looked over to see a guilt ridden Joren looking at her with a worried expression. She wiped furiously at her tears. She hated that Joren saw her at her moment of weakness. Then she realized something.
"Joren! Why are you in a women's privy?" she asked, horrified that he actually came in there.
Joren shrugged indifferently. "I came in here to powder my nose," he replied sardonically.
Kel looked at him and chuckled softly through her tears. She tried to compose herself, but the need to laugh was overwhelming. She started laughing and couldn't seem to stop. She laughed until tears were streaming down her face. When she managed to stop, she saw Joren giving her a reproachful look.
Kel stood up and wiped her face. She looked at Joren and her Yamani mask slid over her face. "Do I look like I've been crying for the last half hour?" she asked calmly.
Joren heaved himself off of the floor and stood in front of her. He traced to tear tracks on her face. They were so close that he could see her long lashes and dreamy hazel eyes up close. He don't know why he did it, but he leaned down and kissed her.
Tbc...Oooo! Cliffhanger. I'll update soon so you can know what's happening! Plz R&R!!
1 month later...
Kel was starting to show. Her tunics were starting to get tight around the chest and belly. Her breeches were getting tight in the waist. Lalasa was steadily making new outfits to fit Kel.
Joren was also being oddly kind. He was still his cold self when other people were around, but when they were alone or with Alanna's children, his kind side showed. It was a little unnerving, but Kel was becoming familiarized with his multiple personalities.
Right now, she was in her room eating chocolate cake. Joren was sitting there with Aly and Alan watching her in awe. About half way through the cake, she noticed their looks. "What?" she asked self-consciously.
They quickly looked away. "Nothing," Joren replied. Kel's mask immediately slid over her features. She felt like crying and screaming all at once. Joren sighed when he saw the impassive mask. "Look Kel, we were just surprised at how fast you ate the cake, that's all," he said. He had started using her real name after being threatened by Raoul.
Kel nodded at him. "Excuse me," she said in a choked voice. She walked calmly out of the room. When she got outside, she walked calmly to the privy. There, she started sobbing.
Joren pursed his lips and looked over at Alan "What'd I say?" he asked, perplexed. Alan shrugged and got back to looking through Kel's clothes. He had made a habit of doing that every since Joren and Kel started watching him and Aly when his parents were busy.
Aly let out a sigh. "I think she thinks that you think she's getting fat," she said matter-of- factly.
Joren stared at Aly, trying to make sense of what she said. Aly sighed again. "You said that you were surprised at how fast she ate the cake. If someone said that to me, I would think that they were calling me fat."
Joren cursed himself and stood up. "C'mon you two. We need to find Kel before she either hires someone to kill me or tells someone about it and they just decide to kill me."
Aly nodded and started out the door, but Alan started complaining. "Why cant I stay here?" he asked, a whine entering his voice.
Joren sighed impatiently. "Because your parents are connected with people that could kill me and get away with it if any harm comes to you," he replied wittingly, his patience running out.
Alan glared at him and stomped up beside Aly, a scowl on his face. Joren ignored Alan's mutters as they walked down the corridor. They came to Neal's door and Joren knocked hesitantly. Neal answered. "Is Kel in here?" he asked carefully.
Neal looked at Joren suspiciously. "No. Why?" he asked as Joren's shoulders dropped. When Joren made no move to answer, he looked down at the twins. He didn't bother to say anything to Alan because he looked moody. He looked at Aly. "What's going on?"
Aly smiled slyly. "Joren called Kel fat," she replied sketchily. Joren looked down at the girl furiously.
Neal's eyes widened. "YOU DID WHAT?!" he screamed. Joren looked up and mumbled darkly and incoherently.
Joren looked back at Neal. "I did no such thing. I simply told her I was surprised at how fast she ate her cake, that's all," he said coolly.
Nealy snorted and buried his face in his hands. "Whatever. You can deal with her yourself," he said, slamming the door in Joren's face.
Joren sighed and glared down at Aly. "Why did you tell him that?!" he asked, turning an interesting shade of red. "I did not call Kel fat! I made an observation."
Aly rolled her eyes. "In her mind, you called her fat. Let's check the privys," she said casually.
They walked to the nearest privy in silence. Aly was watching Joren out of the corner of her head. He was turning all different shades of red, then purple, then when he calmed down some-pink. When they arrived at the privy, Joren looked at Aly expectantly. Aly noticed his look and looked at him innocently. "What?" she asked.
Joren groaned. "Please go in there and see if she's there," he ground out. He was clenching his jaw.
Aly raised her eyebrows at him. "Oh! You expect me to go in there? You were the one to upset her, you are going to have to be the one to un-upset her," she said mildly.
Joren looked down at her and gritted his teeth. "Alianne, it is a women's privy. I can't go in there," he said, trying not to yell at her. He used her actual name to emphasize how serious he was.
It didn't work.
"I guess we can go back to Kel's room and wait for her," Aly said, glancing meaningfully at the door to the privy.
Joren sighed and went inside. He hoped to find Kel, but he didn't expect to find her on the floor, her knees to her chest, sobbing heart-racking sobs. On instinct, Joren sat down beside her and put his arms around her.
Kel flinched at the contact. She looked over to see a guilt ridden Joren looking at her with a worried expression. She wiped furiously at her tears. She hated that Joren saw her at her moment of weakness. Then she realized something.
"Joren! Why are you in a women's privy?" she asked, horrified that he actually came in there.
Joren shrugged indifferently. "I came in here to powder my nose," he replied sardonically.
Kel looked at him and chuckled softly through her tears. She tried to compose herself, but the need to laugh was overwhelming. She started laughing and couldn't seem to stop. She laughed until tears were streaming down her face. When she managed to stop, she saw Joren giving her a reproachful look.
Kel stood up and wiped her face. She looked at Joren and her Yamani mask slid over her face. "Do I look like I've been crying for the last half hour?" she asked calmly.
Joren heaved himself off of the floor and stood in front of her. He traced to tear tracks on her face. They were so close that he could see her long lashes and dreamy hazel eyes up close. He don't know why he did it, but he leaned down and kissed her.
Tbc...Oooo! Cliffhanger. I'll update soon so you can know what's happening! Plz R&R!!