Not Alone (2)

Chloe POV

“What are you two doing here?” I asked, walking into Mick’s childhood bedroom we had been sharing. Riley and Winnie were sprawled out on the floor, Winnie with a tablet and Riley with a manga book.

“Hiding,” they said at the same time, not even looking up. I was butt ass naked after shifting back, but neither would give a rat’s ass about that. I walked past them to the bathroom, glad they didn’t care because the wound on my shoulder looks nasty right now. It’s closed, but it’s bruised pretty back. The coloring turned greenish black in the time it took to go from where it happened to here.

“What are you hiding from,” I asked as I started to clean around my nasty bruise with a face towel, gingerly wiping the dried blood away.

“Nonna,” they said at the same time. “She is trying to get us to help with breakfast,” Winnie added.

I scoffed, “Why won’t you?”

“Because she touches my cheeks too much,” Winnie grumbled. “And the stupid dogs in this place all want to