Finding My Pack
down.
     
      "Thank you," I whisper.
     
      "You can use my room, Kitten," Reed says quietly. He still looks sad but tries to smile at me anyways.
     
       I nod my head, following him down the hallway to the stairs. How in the world did I forget about the stairs? "No wonder you're all so in shape," I mutter to myself.
     
       Reed's lips tilt up at the corners so he must have heard me anyway. Once we reach the top of the never-ending stairs we head in the opposite direction of Tristan's room. Reed opens the door and it's like walking into a cloud. Everything is white. Like, the cleanest, purest white there ever was. The double bed up against the window, the tall wardrobe closet, the carpet, the nightstand, EVERYTHING. Not a spec of color to be seen.
     
      He walks to the bed, pulling the top blanket back for me. He lets out a long yawn and gives me a sleepy smile. Oh, that was cute.
     
      "Are you tired too?" I ask him.
      "A little" he shrugs a lean shoulder.
     
      I think about it for a minute. He's tired and now I'm taking his room. They've been so nice to me...maybe I should be nice back?
     
      "Um…you could stay. If you wanted to. You don't have to of course...it's just that if you're tired ... well, I'm going to be sleeping too." I rush out, making an idiot out of myself.
     
      "You sure?" Reed asks. I nod quickly. The truth is I don't really want to be alone.
     
       I make my way over to the bed and crawl in. Mmmm... It feels like a cloud too. Reed sits on the other side of the bed, taking his shoes and socks off. When he's done, he slips under the fluffy comforter. I face away from him and bring the blanket up so I can snuggle my face into it. It smells divine. We lay there for several minutes. I'm sleepy, but one thing is bugging me.
     
      "Reed?" I whisper, hoping he's not asleep yet.
     
      "Yeah?"
     
      "Why are you so sad?" I  blurt out.
     
      It's none of my business. He just seemed so happy and friendly when I met him at breakfast, something has changed. I flip over so I can see his face when he answers, "I'm sad because of what happened to you, Kitten. Hearing you say that stuff... I'm sad you're hurt, you could have died. Mostly I'm sad that you have nobody to take care of you, Kitten. I hate that you've been alone." He's looking at me while he speaks. His eyes are shiny. It breaks my heart a little.
     
      "But you don't know me Reed. You shouldn't be sad for me. Please don't let me make you sad. No one should ever be sad in a bed made of clouds." I say, trying to make him smile.
     
      It works, his eyes turn playful and he laughs. "My cloud-bed huh?"
      "Yeah, your cloud-bed. I think I'm in love with it." I giggle. Which is a strange sound coming from me.
     
       Reed shifts, turning on his side to face me, his hands snaking under the pillow. I do the same. "Go to sleep Silly Girl," He says playfully, kissing my forehead before closing his ever-changing eyes. I close mine too. I drift off, dreaming of fluffy clouds snuggling up to me.
     
    I wake with a jolt. My eyes fly open and panic sets in. Where am I? I take in all the white. Oh yes, the cloud. Reed. I'm in Reed's room in a house full of boys that I know nothing about. They have been nothing but kind to me so far, even though I think they are weird.
     
    The door opens after a light knock and Finn cautiously enters. "Hey, sleepyhead," He says.
     
      "Hey. What time is it?" I reply, looking to the window. The sun is in almost the same place it was when I fell asleep.
     
       "It's ten o'clock in the morning...Sunday." Oh great, I slept for another full day. "Kellan wants to see you before you eat, so come on. I'll walk you down there."
     
      I get up and follow Finn out into the hallway. He leads me down the stairs to a closed door. As he's about to knock, the door swings open and Kellan's standing there with a smile. He gestures for us to come in. The room looks like what I imagine a doctor's office would look

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