No More Ms.Nice

I Cant

Its been Four days since were at Kirks Villa , Well since then my relationship with Chrysler had been Great? okay? wonderful? hmmmm.. i dont know But. we've been spending more time with each other , and not fighting, Perhaps more than the usual i should say and when I say more than Usual that includes him Creeping in my room in the middle of the night and sleep in my bed kind of thing claiming he can't sleep in my playroom/guest room because He Says there's a ghost there (unbelievable excuse for a full grown man, i know, tell me about it).

Gerard is no where to be seen when we got back, but MoM said he Left the day i go to Kirks because his Father wants him to come home for some business engagements or what , i dont care (thank God he is Gone) i dont know why God created these kind of people, you know, the ones with faces you won't believe they're Goblins inside. cause they're Super goodlooking like angels.

Ohhhh well we should not forget that the Devil was Once an Angel and His The Favorite of God , maybe thats why He/God changed standards When He Created Human beings , He preferred now common-looking people in order not to be decieved thats why he made so many of them? (or maybe he's just tired of what he was doing for quite sometime, and the first once he made were polished, thats why some people are like works of art ) just like Trevor or Chrysler.

Hmmmmmm? bluish green eyes looking directly at me
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ohhh . did i say his name out loud?

Nothing. I answered not looking back at him but instead i kept on staring the white ceiling of my room (Why did i even think about him? its Trevor if you're asking who) i shook my head abit to erase the Thought.

Its morning but my room is still dark because (Why not?) only a bit of light iluminates because of the small gap from the curtain ,

Are you daydreaming about me Cookie? Cocky as usual, amused as he propped his elbow supporting his head

What?!!! No! you wish. I defended

Yea yea , whatever you say cookie whatever you say he singsang grinning widely as he shakes his head amused while getting out of bed and streched to take away the stiffness of sleep (Did i ever tell you this guy has a habit of sleeping naked? I mean without a Shirt? No? well now you know) wearing just his grey sweatpants hanging unbelievably low on his hips , his perfectly toned abdomen and chest were at full show and dont forget his V lines and that bi and tricepts and ohhh his back and his Ass ( Im perving oh god ) How can i not? right? i felt my cheeks heat up , i pulled up my douvet and covered my face just below my eyes in shame

Done checking me out? He beamed displaying his body infront of me ,

i rolled my eyes at him Concieted much? i retorted , he opened his mouth about to rebut when my phone rang and silenced him , immediately I took it i see who it is

Its Reed.

he probably saw the uneasiness in me

Chrysler eyed me skeptical
Whos it?!

But instead of answering his question , eyes locked on my phone screen I waved a hand at him dismissively wanting for him to leave my room , But the guy is so stubborn for his own good and doesn't know what Privacy means ,cause i felt my bed dipped at the far end Crossed armed he sat there indian seated

i sent him a pointed look before deciding to answer the call.( i should talk to him theres no point in hiding )

silence ,. followed by a deep breath