It Doesn't Change A Thing.. ( 1D ) Editing

IDCAT CH. 8

Hi,

Here is the new chapter, I hope you enjoy! :)

- Pia xx

Pacing up and down in my room, my mind kept going back to the suspicious look on Sheeps face when he saw my reaction. Noticing my pacing I forced myself to sit down on my bed.

As I had left them in the kitchen, I finally had some time to myself, which in this case turned out to be unfortunate because now my mind wouldn't stop bombarding me with ways Harold could expose me to my family and Angi.

And believe me, I knew it was highly unlikely that he knew for sure what kind of free time activities I engaged in but just having a clue could be enough if he talked to someone like Lore about it. She would immediately know what he could only suspect and the argument between me and her that would follow was not one I was looking forward to. I would have to move to Canada and become a farmer in the mountains to avoid it and then I'd become lonely and start talking to my animals and go stir crazy and- "Motherf-", I groaned and fell face first into my pillows, trying not to think, which backfired, as usual and led me to punch the wall, as usual.

Only this time I seemed to have either, underestimated the amount of strength my anger added to my punches or I had already gone crazy, without moving to Canada, because I had punched a hole into my wall. I was not hallucinating. There, right in front of me was a hole. In the wall. That I made, with my fist.

Not really sure how to react to that and also finally noticing how much my knuckles were actually hurting, I didn't really hear the stampede rushing up the stairs. I rubbed at my knuckles which were bruising slightly and prayed that nothing was broken but quickly turned around when my door burst open and revealed six people, all of them wearing masks of different states of concern. Which I had to admit was unexpected. Nice, but unexpected.

Angi obviously worried the most, Immediately rushing to my aid and observing my hand, which I had craddled against my stomach.

I pulled my hand away and Angi looked at me confused, "what happened? There was a bang and then, well nothing!" She exclaimed, still a bit our of breath, from running up the stairs I presumed.

I gave her a careless shrug and moved to sit back down on my bed.

"Just tripped, it's nothing really," I waved her off. She didn't really seem to buy it and examined the hole. From over here, it really did look suspicious. I was not the only one who hd that thought.

Warm breaths fanned my cheek as Curly bent down to my level. "I don't know, looks a lot like a fist made contact with that wall. See? It's like the height and the size of it y'know? Doesn't look like someone fell against it at all. An-", I cut him off with a sharp jab right in the ribs, but he only grinned at me, "don't worry, I can keep a secret."

My breath left me in one big whoosh but I tensed right bck up as that prick got a mischievous look on his face, "if you put a bit of effort into at least warming up to us, promise we're not as bad as you think," he winked at me and joined the others at the opposite wall, about to put his own two pennies into the discussion of what body part of mine could have left hole instead of a simple dent.

I scowled at the back of his head. It was pretty obvious that I was being blackmailed but to me it didn't seem like I had much of a choice. I weighed my options.