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"Do we have to use my hair? Is it even possible? It's not too short? Don't you have a wig?" Blake asked us as he sat down on the floor beside Lizzie in front of Cole and I's legs while we sat on the couch.

"I think your hair's long enough to have like one-fourth of a braid or something, I don't know, we'll see. I just have to explain the first part to Cole while he does Lizzie's and then you'll be good to go." I told him as I weaved my fingers through his hair to check if it's tangled or not.

Then it hit me...

OH MY GOD- I'M TOUCHING BLAKE'S HAIR! OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD! OH MY- HOLY SHIT IT'S SO SOFT AND FLUFFY AND...

GOD, WHY CAN'T MY HAIR BE THIS PERFECT? This is so unfair.

WAIT OH MY GOD- I REALLY AM TOUCHING HIS HAIR. I really need to stop freaking out before he notices.

We were all sitting in the living room, ready to head to the park, when Lizzie mentioned she wanted her hair braided. I sat down and was ready to braid her hair when Cole suddenly suggested that I teach him how to braid before so he could do her hair whenever she wanted in the future and I said 'why the hell not?', not thinking about how the hell I was going to instruct him.

I did have the idea of him standing behind me while I did Lizzie's hair so he could copy the steps and do the same on my hair but then thought of how my hair is actually really tangled and fudged up today and it slightly needed to be washed since the last time I showered was two days ago and I suddenly felt self-conscious about him touching it while it's at this state...

So yeah, I'm gonna have to work on this masterpiece's hair instead.

My cheeks heated up at how I was actually feeling his hair and I realized how pitiful I actually was... it's kind of sad. I literally feel butterflie- no, elephants, elephants twerking in my stomach just from the simple thought of my fingers making contact with Blake's hair.

I wanna punch him.

"Okay, I'm done brushing her hair," Cole told me as he placed the hairbrush on the coffee table and brought Lizzie's back a little closer in between his legs.

"Okay, we'll start with a small one first then you'll unbraid it and do all of her hair."

"Sure, now what do I do first?"

"Divide the big lock that you're holding into three parts like this," I split a lock of Blake's hair into three with a little bit of difficulty because of its shortness.

I continued explaining once Cole did that step, "And then bring the right lock below the middle lock- yeah just like that, then bring the left one below the middle one too," I started the small braid on Blake's hair. "Now keep doing the exact same thing until you end up with a braid."

"Like this?" Cole asked me a few seconds later.

I turned my head and looked down at Lizzie's hair... oh my god, her poor hair. "Cole how the hell did you even end up with that? You knotted her hair into balls instead of braiding it... is that even possible?"

Blake made a move to turn his head so he could see what I was talking about but I held it in place so he doesn't ruin the braid.

"What?" Cole sounded like he genuinely didn't know he messed his little sister's hair up. "I thought I was doing good~"

"You're not. Unbrai- no, untie it before her hair gets ripped or something."

Cole sighed and untied it while I undid Blake's hair so I could explain again as he and Lizzie talked about whether Elsa was prettier than Anna or the other way around.

About half an hour later, Cole started to get the hang of it and he was close to finishing Lizzie's hairstyle. Lizzie was almost jumping up and down in her seat from excitement because she'll 'look like Elsa' with her blonde hair and braid, it was the cutest thing ever.

"Holy shiznet I did it! Ollie, I did it!" Cole said enthusiastically as he tied the bottom of the braid. I chuckled and unbraided Blake's hair before we all got up and Lizzie jumped up and down in her place saying "Tank chu," To Cole repeatedly, she didn't even see it yet.

"Cawwy me to miwwow pwease!" She made grabby hands at Blake, still jumping up and down. (carry me to mirror please)

Blake smiled down at her and picked her up, resting her on his hip as he walked over to the mirror that was placed over the entry table. Her eyes widened when she saw it and her face beamed even more. She started jumping up and down again in Blake's hold and he let her down when she said "Down pwease,"

She started running towards Cole and me the second her feet touched the ground and she hugged both of our legs together when she reached us. 'Tank chu Lia! I love chu." She looked up at me with her adorable big blue eyes.

I laughed and cooed at her, "You're welcome, Lizzie. Do you like it?" I crouched down to her level.

She jumped on me and wrapped her arms around my neck, "Yes, yes, yes! I'm a qween now!"

Blake and Cole smiled down at us when I wrapped my arms around her too and hugged her back tightly. Though, the familiar spark of emotion that flashed in Cole's eyes for a split second as he smiled didn't go unnoticed by me.

Sadness?

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"Fuck no, fuck no, fuuuuck noooo," Cole said in a low voice beside me when we got out of the car.

"What?"

"Fucking fuck motherfucking NO, we are fucking leaving," Cole shook his head as he stared at something in the park behind me.

I rotated my head in the direction behind me to see what has gotten him looking this pissed, my eyes widened and my breathing hitched when I saw the familiar horrifying pretty face of my bully.

Tina was there, rolling her eyes at a toddler that was showing her his sand toys, they looked unbelievably similar; it was shocking. They shared the same eyes, same hair color, same nose, same everything.

Oh my god, is she... is he...?

"She didn't get knocked up," Cole answered my question. "that's her brother."

Cole kept glaring her way and I turned my body back around from the fear of her seeing me while Blake closed the car's door with Lizzie around his hip. He set her down on the ground and she held both of her arms out, one towards me and one towards Blake.

We looked at each other for a second and Blake gave Lizzie his hand for her to wrap her fingers around two of his fingers and nodded his head towards her other hand, silently telling me that she wants me to hold it.

I would have cooed at how cute that was if I wasn't this terrified of the girl that was about a dozen feet behind us. I gave Lizzie my hand to hold and it was small enough for her to be able to hold it properly instead of just grabbing two or three fingers.

I'm guessing Blake sensed the fear in me and he gave me a certain look, his eyes asking me what's wrong while his mouth formed into a frown.

"It's the fucking she-devil," Cole said out of nowhere, blocking Lizzie's ears for a second so he could curse.

Blake furrowed his eyebrows and glanced in the direction Cole was nodding his head towards and an unreadable expression made its way on his face when he took notice of Tina's presence in the park.

Lizzie grew too impatient and she suddenly started running towards the park, her hands still holding on to Blake and me. That caused my body to suddenly spin around in the other direction and Blake laughed at the surprised face that I made as she dragged us to the slides and swings.

I glared at him, my cheeks warming up from embarrassment, and he just laughed even harder. He looked so cute when he laughed like that and I just wanted to- I wanna punch him.

"Lia! Bake! Swings! Swings!" Lizzie said excitedly as she jumped up and down in her place, still holding our hands. Her loud eager voice caught the attention of a few people around us and I tried my best not to look behind me to see if it had also caught the attention of a specific strawberry blonde someone.

But I couldn't help it, my eyes betrayed me, and I caught Tina looking at us with a sharp glare painted on her features. She noticed me glancing at her and she immediately dropped the glare and gave me her all too familiar terrifying smirk.

"Muffin," Blake said, making me avert my gaze to his hazel green eyes.

"Hmm?"

He put on a small smirk and nodded his head towards the swing next to Lizzie. I hadn't realized that she had let go of my hand and was now sitting on one of the swings with Cole behind her, ready to push her.

My eyes widened when I realized what he was trying to tell me. "No."

"Aww, come on Muffin, I promise I won't send your body flying into another dimension this time,"

A memory flashed through my mind at that sentence...

Flashback...

"No,"

The douchebag flashed me the exact same smirk that he had given me a week ago in the kitchen when I asked Luke who had eaten the other half of my muffin. "You don't trust me, Muffin?"

"No. I don't."

"Ouch," He said, taking mock offense, his smirk growing bigger. "and why's that?"

I actually wanted to punch him.

"I know you'll push me hard enough to either break the branch and make me fall face front on the grass or send my body flying to another dimension." I glared at him.

It was a Sunday afternoon, Luke had three of his close friends over for the day while I stayed home as usual.

It was currently 4 pm and Luke and Fred went to get everyone doughnuts while Blake and Justin decided to stay here, in our house, because Justin was too exhausted and lazy to move his butt off of the couch and Blake just wanted to stay for some unknown reason.

Eventually, The piece of crap 'got bored' while Justin fell asleep on the couch and he decided to join me where I was sitting in our house's small backyard, my favorite reading spot.

The both of us were now standing in front of the rope tree swing that Luke had tied to one of the tree's branches for me earlier this year.

"No, I won't." He stepped closer to me.

"Yes, you will. I'm not letting you push me."

"Aww, Muffin, you're no fun." Blake looked down at my short frame.

"Yes I am, just because my idea of fun isn't the same as yours doesn't mean that I'm no fun, I just prefer to have all of my bones unbroken and my body unbruised."

"I wouldn't let you fall," He whispered, his smirk slowly disappearing from his face. "Please?" He gave me a fake pout.

I looked him in the eyes for a few seconds and then gave up with a sigh, "Fine, but if you push too hard and make me fall, I'll karate chop your peepee, I've watched enough episodes of Cobra Kai to be able to do it perfectly and painfully." I narrowed my eyes at him, pointing my index finger at his face.

Blake rolled his eyes, "You're such a loser, Muffin."

"Says the one who suggested to push his best friend's little sister on the swing for fun because he 'got bored',"

He squinted his eyes at me for a second and I squinted mine back, he took a step back a minute later and stopped narrowing his eyes. Shrugging, he said "Touché, but I'm hot so... it kind of cancels it out, Muffin. Now get your butt on the swing so I can 'rock your world'," He smirked as he said the last part.

I rolled my eyes and set my book on the bench beside us. Taking a seat on the wooden board, I wrapped my hands so tightly around the two ropes on my sides, that my knuckles started to get white.

"Ready, Muffin?" I'm starting to feel like he says that word on purpose just to get on my nerves. Let's just hope he doesn't start calling me that from now on.

"Don't call me tha-" I was cut off by the hard push that he gave my back, "YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T PUSH TOO HAR-"

He pushed me even harder, making the wind hit my face harshly as my hair flew all over the place. "Sorry Muffin," I could literally hear the smirk on his face.

"I'm gonna kill y- STOP PUSHING SO DARN HARD!" I was flying in the air as I yelled that, my hands still holding the ropes tightly and my butt still glued to the board.

"But what's the fun in that?" I heard him take a few steps back so he wouldn't be hit by me and the swing.

He then took a step forward and pushed me with the same amount of force that he used on the last push. I heard the sound of a crack in the branch, telling me it was close to breaking, and I yelled out, "BLAKE STOP!"

"You sure?" He asked me, probably still smirking.

"Yes!"

He suddenly stopped the swing- keyword: swing... not my body- and I was flying in the air before I knew it, my heart dropped and my stomach went crazy as I was up in the air, I shut my eyes close and prayed to God that the fall wouldn't be as painful as I expect to be.

I waited for the feeling of my body hitting the ground and the sound of a few cracks of my bones coming but nothing happened... instead, I felt a pair of arms holding me from my back and underneath my knees, bridal style.

I opened my eyes and was met with Blake's hazel green ones. He was, of course, smirking down at me like I wasn't just on the verge of losing my life a few seconds ago.

"You idiot! How did you not think that through? Did you not expect that to happen? How bad are you at freaking physics? Ever heard of Momentum-"

"Actually, Muffin, it's Inertia..." He just can't stop smirking can he? "and do you really think I would have been able to catch you like that if I wasn't expecting i-"

I wiggled out of his hold and landed on my feet, not thinking twice before I jumped on him and tackled him to the ground, attempting to land a thousand punches to his face.

End of flashback...

"Hell. No." I glared straight at his soul.

Blake laughed, "Come on, you gotta admit it was fun and thrilli-"

"No. Shut up."

"Oooh, back to being feisty are we?"

"Lizzie go pee on that boy's sandcastle," Cole's mumble to Lizzie stopped me from shooting an insult at Blake, both Blake and I shot our heads towards where Cole was swinging Lizzie. He was pointing at Tina's brother while Lizzie scrunched her face up at the boy.

"Cole, what the hell?" I just know Blake would have used another word if Lizzie wasn't right in front of us.

"What?" Cole looked up at us, both of us looked like we wanted to slap the back of his head.

This idiot. I swear.

"Did you just tell her to pee on a kid's sandcastle? What the hell is wrong with you Cole?" I asked him as Blake picked Lizzie up from the swings when she reached her arms out for him.

"That's not just any kid. He's the Zombified Piglin's brother, which means he's gonna grow up to be a fucking monstrous leviathan if not worse."

"Are you serious?"

"Fuck yeah I am, why wouldn't I be?" I gave him a look that made him sigh and say, "Well can she at least piss on Tina's face? I would do that, but unlike Blake, my dick is too superior to be that close to the fucking behemoth's face."

I bit my inner cheek to suppress my laughter. Did he just call her a behemoth?

"Lia, Cowl! Wan play wich sand?" Lizzie asked, still in Blake's arms.

"Sure, brat, did we pack your sand toys in the pink bag?" Cole smiled at her and went to pick her up from Blake's hold.

Lizzie nodded her head and pointed at the pink bag that was slung over Blake's shoulder. How did I just see that? I snickered at the sight a little, it looked so odd for a huge, tall guy like Blake to have such a small bag hanging over his shoulder; it literally reached above his elbow.

Blake took it off and Cole and I sat with Lizzie on the floor so we could play with her. "So I'll be dropping her off at my parents' at around 6 pm and I think I'm going to sleep there for a night since Lizzie isn't ready to let me go yet. Right, brat?" Cole informed Blake and me as he helped Lizzie fill a bucket with sand.

Lizzie nodded her head yes to Cole's question and continued to fill the bucket with sand as she hummed to My Little Pony's theme song.

Damn, this girl really loves that show a lot.

Blake and I didn't reply with anything and just nodded our heads instead.

Blake took a seat on the ground beside me and grabbed a plastic shovel from the bag. We all listened to Lizzie's cute voice as she told us about how she's going to kidnap Santa Claus this year while we all played with the sand.

The way she evilly told us her plan was kind of concerning but hilarious at the same time... I guess that's what having Cole Anderson as your brother does to you.

About ten minutes later, we heard Cole hiss something under his breath and we looked up to find Tina making her way towards us with her brother behind her, she was smirking seductively at Blake who had the same unreadable expression from half an hour ago plastered on his face.

"Hey guys," She said disgustingly when she was only a few feet away from us.

My heart skipped a beat and I immediately looked away and covered Lizzie's ears with my hands before Cole could say an inappropriate word.

"Fuck off," He gave her his biggest fake smile.

Tina ignored him and said, "Blake? A word please?"

Blake stared at her for a few seconds, the expression still on his face. "Go ahead," he said calmly, his voice not showing a hint of emotion.

"In private..." She said to him. My heart was going crazy at the moment and I was trying my best to remember to breathe every few seconds so I don't die right on the spot.

Blake rolled his eyes at her, showing his annoyance, and got up from sitting down beside me. He gave me a look before leaving and said, "I'll be right back,"

Tina saw that and immediately sent me a nasty look when Blake wasn't looking, I shrunk back in my place. "Wipe that fucking scowl off your face and hurry the fuck up before I actually make Lizzie piss on your face instead of the potty," Cole said to her while I still had my fingers blocking Lizzie's ears.

I wanna die.

I want to tell him to stop because this will only fuel her anger and hatred towards me even more and it'll get worse, she won't hesitate to 'ruin me' when we're alone.

Blake turned around when he heard Cole say that and he knit his eyebrows, clearly confused since his eyes didn't catch the glare that Tina had sent my way. He looked down at me, silently asking me what was Cole talking about. I just shook my head and looked away.

I removed my hands from Lizzie's ears and she moved a little closer to me so she could help me continue digging the hole Blake and me were making a few minutes ago.