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Chapter 217 by Fr0sty

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Ask about the doors

"What happened in there?" Ethan asks, nodding towards the doors.

"Oh..." Alex shakes her head, brushing off the question. "Nothing."

"Uh-huh..." Ethan doesn't believe her. "Seriously, what happened?"

"Nothing!" Alex looks away, trying to hide her expression.

Ethan looks over at the double doors, thinking. "What's in there?"

"Nothing!" Alex looks at Ethan, trying not to let her eyes go wide.

"Hmmm," Ethan starts to throw off the blanket, getting ready to stand up, "So if it's nothing th-"

Alex grabs him pulling him back down to the couch. "Don't! Hrnnn," she grumbles, "It's a bedroom..."

"A bedroom?" Ethan is actually surprised, his teasing character breaking, "Like, with a bed?"

"Yeah..." Alex shifts, "Every time somebody's parents are getting rid of a mattress... Well, we toss it over the fence and haul it up."

Ethan frowns. "What do you do with the old mattresses?"

Alex shrugs. "Toss it back over the fence and leave it by the side of the road..."

"Ah..." Ethan has a very old memory of seeing a mattress on this very road. He frowns, wondering why he can remember that and not anybody's name. "So... Theres a bed in there..."

"Mhm..."

Ethan smacks his lips. "And you're telling me nothing happened in there?"

Alex sighs, looking away. "Nothing happened... But," she rubs her brow, "Something almost did..."

A switch in Ethan's brain flips. Instantly getting angry, he almost stands up. "What? Did somebod-"

"No, no no!" Alex waves her hands in front her of, getting onto Ethan's thought process. "Nothing like that! No!"

Ethan hears her, stopping dead in his tracks. He starts calming down but is still seeing a bit of red, his knuckles clenched. He doesn't consider how strongly he reacted, but Alex notes it.

"I... Damn..." she shakes her head, "Okay. The truth? I... Fuck, um..." she scratches her brow. "Aaron."

Ethan blinks. "Aaron? As in Aaron-Aaron?{if Layla =true} Layla's Aaron?{endif}"

"Yeah..." Alex clears her throat.

"You fu-"

"No!" Alex shakes her head, "I didn't! I mean... I was going to but..." she rubs her brow, "I didn't sleep with him. Let me explain."

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