Fucking under the stars

Chelsea stared at Mr Brown. She didn't understand why he was suddenly mute.

She began to walk towards the stairs to go to Amelia's bedroom.

"Stop." Mr Brown ordered and Chelsea halted. She turned blankly to look at him. Why was he acting strangely? Did Amelia tell him what had happened between them? And was he going to send her away now?

"Amelia..." Mr Brown suddenly felt a lump grow in his throat. "She is at your place, right?" He finally asked.

Chelsea's eyes narrowed confusedly. "My place?" She questioned again, with her hand on her chest.

"She said you both were having a girl's night out or whatever she called it." Mr Brown confirmed.

Chelsea shook her head. "No, we aren't. We didn't make any plans for something like that. We haven't even started talking to each other yet." She said, utterly confused.

Mr Brown was speechless, he quietly sat down on the couch, not knowing what to even think of Amelia's whereabouts.

"I don't understand what is going on," Chelsea said. There was a w