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Sep 05, 2013 03:15PM
Joelle woke up a little past 9 the next morning
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Joelle was too comfortable so she didn't move
Wesley woke up and looked at her.
Wesley smiled and kissed her cheek.
"Well yesterday was interesting."
"What did we do yesterday..?" Wesley asked with a frown.
"Well this morning I guess... When you were spying on our mothers."
Wesley turned back on the tv, watching it.
Joelle stayed snuggled against him watching the tv also
Wesley sighed and heard their mothers come down the stairs.
Joelle frowned a little hearing their mothers
Wesley looked and saw his mother sighing.
His mother looked at them and smiled.
His mother looked at them and smiled.
Joelle turned a little to see her mom smiling like a crazy person
Wesley looked at his mother and rolled his eyes, and got up not putting his left on the ground.
Joelle sighed a little as she sat up
Wesley walked very lightly and passed his mother with a dirty look and went into his room.
Joelle got up and frowned at her mom
Her mother smiled at her. "Dress shopping later?"
Wesley lied down on his bed with his face on his pillow.
Wesley lied down on his bed with his face on his pillow.
Joelle nodded, "Yeah that's fine."((I shall have to find a dress))
Her mother smiled. "Go along. Go find him."
Joelle smiled a little, "Alright." she said softly walking back into his room
Their mothers sat down on the couch and talked.
Wesley looked up when she came in and put his head back on her pillow.
Wesley looked up when she came in and put his head back on her pillow.
Joelle smiled a little at him," Are you alright?" she asked softly
Wesley shrugged and closed her eyes.
Joelle walked over to his bed, "Come on Wes, tell me what's wrong." she said softly sitting down next to him
She gently reached out to touch his face
Wesley flinched a little bit, and buried his face in his pillow.
(Its the day his father died )
(Its the day his father died )
(Okay)She frowned pulling her hand back
Wesley started to cry a little quietly not wanting to talk.
Joelle noticed him crying but didn't say anything just slipped her hand into his
Wesley held onto it tightly.
Joelle reached out with her free hand and gently stroked his head as he cried
Wesley stopped after a while, and wiped his eyes.
Joelle leaned down and gently kissed his cheek
Wesley smiled weakly and looked at her.
Joelle continued to stroke his head
Looking up he saw his mother in the doorway with tears in her eyes.
