#14 Why didn't you tell me

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Why did I agree to come to this stupid party? I am bored as hell. 

I came here with Selena, Ethan and Ash, one hour ago. 

And now, I am sitting on this sofa, surrounded by drunk jocks and some kissing couples. Gross. 

Ash left to meet his team. Selena left with Ryan. And Ethan went to drink. 

I have such great friends. Note the sarcasm. 

The whole house is smelling of alcohol which is making me sick. I got up and went outside, near the pool. People were drinking and playing in the pool. Any other time, I would have loved to take a dip in the pool. But now, that would be the last thing I will do. 

I wonder were Selena and Sean are.

As on cue, Stefan came and stood beside me. 

"Having fun, Princess?" He asked.

"Yeah. A lot." I rolled my eyes and walked away from him. I spotted Abby and Claire talking with each other, both in their swimsuits. I walk over to them. 

"Hey guys!" 

"Come on Nessa. Go into the pool." Claire said. 

"I don't feel like it." I shrugged. 

"And why is that Princess?" Stefan suddenly appeared form behind me.

"None of your business." I said to Stefan. 

"Stop following me." I glared at him and walked to search for Ethan. I am going home.

I felt a strong hand hold my wrist and pull me back. And in a moment I was standing in front of Stefan with only an inch distance between us. I took a step back. 

He stood there, a smirk plastered on his face. He was shirtless, only on his swim shorts, showing off his eight packs. He didn't have much tattoos. Only a single one on his shoulder.

"Take a picture, Princess. It will last longer." Stefan smirked. I didn't realise I was staring at him. I glared at him. 

"Do you know where is Selena?" I asked. 

"She must be with Ryan. Why?" 

"Not that one, duffer. Selena. Your sister." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh. She might be upstairs. She hates all this stuff so she doesn't come out of her room. Unlike Sean." He stated.

"Then why didn't she go out with your parents?" 

"They left a week ago, Princess. They didn't take her." He glared at me. 

"Where's her room?" 

"So you want to stay with her than enjoy the party with me, Princess?" He smirked.

"That would always be my choice. Now tell me where is her room." I demanded.

"Second door on the right on the third floor." I turned and headed towards the stairs, without thanking him.

I knock at her door. 

"Sean. Go away! I don't want to sneak downstairs with you. Leave me alone." Selena shouted. I opened the door slightly. 

"Sean, Go away!" She said. 

"Mind if I come in?" I asked. She looked up and her eyes widened. 

"Vanessa! What are you doing here?" She came and hugged me. I picked her up and kissed her cheek. 

"I was invited for the party." I chuckled.

"Come in!" She said and ran inside. 

Her room was magnificent. It was like I had entered a Princess' Palace or something. The Thompsons are really very rich.

"Nice room." I gasped. 

"Thank you. It was done by my sister." I replied. 

"Your sister?" "Yeah. She was the best. She was loving and kind. And she also helped me to trouble Stefie." She chuckled.

"Oh. You have a cousin sister?" I asked, slightly confused.

"No. She was my real sister." She said and sat on the bed. 

"So what are you doing here other than being downstairs?" She asked me.

"I hate parties." I shrugged.

"Me too. They are too loud. Do you drink? How does it taste? Stefan says I am not allowed to touch it until I am a adult." She shurgged.

"Yes. You are not supposed to. And trust me. It's not that great." I chuckled.

"Let's play something." She suggested.

"Yeah sure. Anything for not going down there." I said. She chuckled and went to the cupboard to take out a game.

"Hey Selena. I observed how you were using past tense when you were taking about your sister. What happened to her?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me. 

"Um..She died two-three years ago." She inforemed and I immediately regretted asking the question.

"I am sorry." 

"Thanks. But Stefie does not let us feel sad about it. He always cheers us up." I smile at her.

**********

We played all type of random games and kept talking about all the Disney characters. I learned a lot about Disney today. But this was way lot better than being downstairs. 

"You are like her, you know." Selena suddenly said.

"Like whom?" 

"Like my sister. She was just like you. She didn't like going to parties either. We would always stay and play in my room." She shrugged.

"What was her name?" I asked her. 

"Emma." What!?! 

There many people named Emma in the world, you know.

Yeah right. 

"Do you have her photo or something?" I asked her. 

"Yes." She went and opened a drawer in her dresser. She took out a picture and my eyes widened.

It was her. Emma Thompson. My best friend. 

She was Stefan's sister? They had the same last name. But there are many Thompsons, aren't there? 

But she never told me about him. That's weird. I took the photo from her hand. 

"She was beautiful, wasn't she?" I smiled, remembering my best friend.

"Yep. Just like you." Selena smiled.

"Thanks." A tear slipped down my cheek. I miss Emma a lot. I quickly wiped my tear and gave the photo back to Selena when my phone started ringing. It was Lena. 

"Nessa! Where are you?" She asked.

"Hey Selena! I am upstairs with Selena." That sounded so weird. 

"Um...Are you drunk? Because that doesn't make any sense as I am down here." Lena asked.

"You know what. Leave it. Where are you guys? I'll meet you." I said. 

"We are near the pool." She told me.

"I'll come there." I said and ended the call.

"I have to get going." I said to Selena as I stood up.

"Bye Vanessa! Come back soon!" She said and waved at me. 

I exited the room and went downstairs. I saw my friends near the pool and walked up to them. 

"Hey guys!" All of them were in their swimwear other than me. 

"Hey Nessa! Are you scared of water or something?" Melvin asked me. 

"No. That's not the case. I just don't feel like going in the water." I shrugged. 

"And you haven't had a drink yet. Am I right or am I right?" Tessa smirked.

"Nope. You know I don't like it." I answered. Ryan stood up and walked towards me. 

"Can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?" He asked. I gave him a questioning look.

"Yeah sure. We'll be right back guys." I said and we walked away.

"I need your help. Please don't deny it." He said. 

"That depends on what you ask for." 

"I am planning on asking Selena out." He nervously said.

"Finally! Of course you should do that. Oh my god. I haven't even come up with a ship name for you guys." I grinned. Ryan went all red. 

"Can you help me? I want to take her for a date and propose her there. I know she likes roses. Please help me out with the date." Aww. 

"Yep. I'll help." I obviously agreed. 

"I know she is not a foodie person." Ryan shrugged.

"Yeah. That is the only difference between both of us. From my experiences with her, which are many to count, she loves movies. And she is also a fan of cars. So... you could take her to a Drive-in Theater. She would love that." I suggested. 

"Yep. That would be perfect. And there are shows on Sunday, right?" I nodded. 

"Thanks Nessa! You are the best." He hugged me. That's when I noticed that he had the same tattoo as Stefan.

"Ryan, why do you and Stefan have the same tattoo?" I asked him. "Oh...Um...That..." He thought for a moment, trying to remember something. "I-It was a challenge between us. Kevin, Stefan, Melvin and me had a deal and whoever wins would get to choose a tattoo which we all had make." He finally said. "That's the most weird deal." "Yep. We were all drunk. Stefan won. So he got to choose the tattoo. I'll see you later. Thanks again." He said and went back to the group. I did not feel like staying in this party and waste any more of my precious time. So I started searching for Ethan.

I was searching for him when suddenly someone pushed me towards the wall. "What's a girl like you walking alone?" It was Jordan. "Hey Jordan. Congrats on your selection." I said and started to walk away. But he pinned me to the wall. "Don't leave me beautiful." He hoarsely said. "Um...Jordan? You are drunk." "Yep. By your sexyness." He stepped closer. "Jordan. Get away from me." He moved more closer and kept his hand on my cheek. "Let's have some fun, beautiful." He said leaning to kiss me. "Jordan. Stop. You are drunk." I said, keeping my hand on his chest and trying to push him away. I felt a hand on my hips. That's enough.

I punched him in his face and kicked him where the sun never shines. He stumbled back. "Next time, don't mess with any girl." I said and walked away. After some moments, I realised what just happened and I shuddered. Someone had just tried to make a move on me. This is the worst party of my life. I actually need a drink now. I went to the bar and grabbed a beer can. Yep. This house has a bar. I wasn't lying when I said that the Thompsons were rich.

"Look who is finally drinking." Stefan snapped me out of my thoughts. When did he come? "What do you want Stefan?" I groaned. I was not in the mood to talk to somebody. "You." He answered and my eyes widened. Not again. Stefan chuckled. "I am kidding, Princess." I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding. "Are you okay?" He suddenly asked. "Yes. And why do you suddenly care about me, Stefie?" "I care, okay?" He said, his voice rising. "Fine. I agree. I don't want to have that fight all over again." I surrender. "I saw what happened there. With Jordan. I am going to beat the sh*t out of him on Monday." He said, the anger clear in his voice.

"You are not going to do anything thing like that." I warned him. "How can you even take his side? He tried to make a move on you." He shouted. "He was drunk. And nothing happened. Okay? And I already punched him." I said. "But-" He tried to say something but I cut him off. "Leave it, okay? Nothing happened." "Okay. But I'll still punch him at school." He said, calming down. "I am bored. Let's play 20 questions." He suggested. "Alright. I am also bored anyways." I agreed. "So...I'll start. What is your favourite colour?" Stefan asked. "That's always the first question. Black. My turn. Which is your favourite restaurant?" I ask.

"Aww Princess. Are you planning a date?" "In your dreams. Just answer the question, duffer." I glare at him. "Chez Panisse. That's my favourite restaurant. My chance. What is your greatest fear?" "Heights." I state. Yep. I am scared of heights. "You have a height phobia?" Stefan chuckled."Not a phobia. That's is intense. I am just scared of heights. My turn. What is the craziest thing you have ever done which you regret doing it?" "Getting a tattoo." "Yeah? But Ryan told me that it was your choice of the tattoo." "It was my choice. Not my idea. I had not given the idea of making a tattoo." He rolled his eyes. "What are the three secrets of your life that you have not told many people?" Stefan asked. "If I tell them to you then they won't remain secrets." I roll my eyes. "But you are supposed to answer the question." Stefan whines. "That was my answer." I state. As to think of it, those would be

Me being the gang leader,
My nightmares,
And the fact that I can sing.

"It's your turn." Stefan snapped me out of my thoughts. "What are the three secrets of your life that you have not told many people?" "Hey that's the same question." Stefan groaned. "Just answer it." "If I tell them to you then they won't remain secrets." He copies me. "Don't copy my answer." I tell him. "You copy my question. I copy your answer. That's the way it is, Princess." He smirks. "If you had to live with one person for the rest of your life, who will it be?" He asks. "That's easy. Ethan." "That a*shole? That's your choice?" He raises his eyebrows. "Don't call him that. You don't even know him. My turn. Why didn't you tell me that Emma was your sister?"

His face dropped. "W-What!?! Who told you that? E-Emma isn't my sister." He said, turning his head away from me. "Answer. The. Question." I ordered him. "That was my answer." He said, raising his voice. But I could hear a little bit of guilt in that. "I think I should get going. Um...Ryan might be searching for me. I only came to tell you that there is a room on the second floor, third door to the right, where you'll have to stay the night." He quickly said, changing the topic. I'll again ask him about Emma afterwards. I am tired anyways. But why do I have to stay the night in his house? "I am not staying here." "That a*shole is already asleep in that room. There are two beds in there. So there is enough room. Hope you'll be comfortable. If not, then there is always my room." He smirks and returns back to his self absorbed, stubborn, cocky self.

"Firstly, stop calling Ethan that. And secondly, I am not staying here. I'll come in the morning to pick Ethan up." I reply. "Come on, Princess. Many of us are staying here for the night. This always happens when there is a party here. Sean and Selena are used to it. And my parents are out of town. So you won't any extra trouble. There are plenty of guest rooms in this house which are barely used. You have had a drink. And I don't want my Princess getting arrested for drinking and driving. So its better you just stay the night. " He said, ending his long explanation on why I should stay the night. And it he got me convinced on the 'drink and drive' part. "Okay. I'll stay in the guest room. Is Lena staying?" I randomly ask. "Ryan is staying. So she might be too." He smirked. "Yeah. Right. Um...what about Ash?" I ask and his face changes, his light brown eyes blazing with anger.

"I doubt." He glared at me. "Why do you hate him so much?" I ask him, out of curiosity. "You." He stated. As on cue, I saw Ash coming towards us. "Hey Cupcake! Why are you holding his beer can?" Ash asked me. "That's not my can, d*ckhead. It's hers." Stefan replied for me. "Oh my god. Why are you drinking?" Ash asked. "She doesn't need your permission to drink, you know?" Again, Stefan replied for me. "Will you shut up. Cupcake what happened? You only drink when something 'not-so-good' happens." Ash asks me, worry clear on his face. "Oh. My. God. The boyfriend doesn't know that someone tried to make a move on his girlfriend-" Stefan starts but I cut him off. "Will you shut up!?! And, for God's sake, we are not dating. And Ash, nothing happened Okay?" I said to the both of them, who were currently having a glaring contest between them.

Ash finally broke the contest and looked at me. Then he pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead. "You okay, right? Who was it? I'll kill them." "Ash, I am fine. You know I am not the same 7 year old girl who came crying to you and totally soaked your t shirt. I can handle myself and you very well know that." I say to him. He nodded. "That's obvious, Cupcake. But next time, I'll not let any person who comes near you, live. Is that clear? This even includes that stupid a*shole standing in front of us." He said, purposefully raising his voice for the last part. Stefan busted into a laughing fit. "You... are going to kill...me?" He managed to say between his sarcastic laugh. Ash balled his fists and was about to raise his hand to punch him when I held his hand, stopping him from fight that Idiot. "Stop it- No wait. You know what? Do whatever you want. I am going to sleep." "My bedroom is always open for you, Princess." I ignored him and walked away.

I found my way to the room and opened the door to see Ethan snoring on one of the beds. I walked to the second bed and laid on the bed. And I let my sleep take over.

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I woke to the Sun shining in my eyes. Why had I kept the window open!?! I twisted to my other side and slightly opened my eyes to see a strange face staring at me. I darted up and turned to see Stefan staring at me? Why is he in my room? How did he even get inside the house? "What are you doing here?" I asked him, rubbing eyes. "You look cute when you are sleeping." He smirked. I glared at him and looked around to see a very unfamiliar room. Wait a minute. I slept in Stefan's house yesterday, right? And now I understood how he was here.

I looked at Ethan to see him still sleeping. As expected. This person never wakes up. "I think he is dead." Stefan suddenly says. "What!?" I raise my eyebrows. "I tried waking him up. But he didn't even move a bit." He shrugged. I chuckled. "That's usual. He doesn't wake up like that." I said and walked to Ethan's bed. I bend down to his ear and say, "Ethan. Wake up. Shirley is here." And his eyes dart open. "Where is she?" He asks as soon as he sits. "Good morning to you too." I roll my eyes. "You tricked me. That's not fair." He whined. "Shut up and go wash your face. We are heading out for breakfast." I said and went inside the washroom to freshen up.

I come out to see Stefan sitting on the bed. "Your breakfast is ready downstairs. No need to go out out." He suggested. "No thanks. We'll head home. And buy the breakfast on the way." I head outside the room, with Stefan following behind me. "Come on Princess. It's just breakfast." He said. I ignore him and go downstairs, only to see Ethan sitting on the dining table, with his plate half empty already. "Ethan! We have to go. Now." I shout at him. "This is so delicious! Let's eat the

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