The Town Plaza

Ian

Lucian looks up, Kyle cowering in my chest, and I watch. Should I stop this....?

Ella

I smile and she lets go of me, smirking before crossing her arms, "I win."

I shake my head at her, "Nah...I just let you."

She rolls her eyes before flicking me in the forehead and plopping down again.

Ian

Kyle relaxes and Lucian hesitates before resuming eating.

Ella

I hesitantly sit beside her and she leans closer, sniffing me before chuckling, "You...You smell like Axe."

I palen and smell my hair before swearing and running upstairs.

Ian

I cough on my own saliva and try my best not to redden, focusing on happy thoughts in hopes it'll distract my brain enough.

Ella

I change clothes and spray perfume on, hoping that'll do the job, I walk back downstairs and sit down, "Now?"

She sniffs me before shaking her head, smiling, "Nope."

I facepalm myself before shaking my head, "Whatever."

Ian

I glance at Ella before sighing and focusing on Kyle.

Ella

I sigh and my parents flash in. Swearing, I steal Halee's jacket and put it on, not wanting them to suspect anything.

Ian

Really? Anymore visitors or is my luck only this bad?

I sigh and look back at Kyle, glancing at Lucian.

Ella

Halee steals back her jacket and I glare at her, my parents studying me, "You alright?"

I nod at my mom's question, "Uh, Yeah."

My father looks at Ian agian and my mom sighs before crossing her arms, "Sweet, eighteen year old, Els..." She starts. I swallow at this and she continues, "Um...I can...communicate with you through...your own eyes, and uh," She looks at Ian, "I-I think we need to talk."

Ian

I swallow, "Uh... about what?"

Ella

I look down and my mom narrows her eyes, "Are you seriously asking?"

Ian

I clear my throat, "Your daughter is eighteen, with all due respect. And I'm responsible. I have a son..."

Ella

"And your gonna be having another if y--" my dad get intturupted.

"Shut up, Jace," My mom looks at him and he raises an eyebrow shaking his head.

"Eighteen," She says again, "Not twenty one."

Ian

I send them questioning looks, "Okay... she's not drinking. I don't see the problem as long as we're careful. I care for your daughter. I'm not going to hurt her."