I honestly woke up in our new home. It seemed as though the deal included his old home. I don't know, perhaps he just sort of wanted to get rid of all the old energy. There is a possibility that I am at Lestat's place. But I highly doubt he wants me anywhere near him. I sight to myself and got out of bed. I really hope he didn't get rid of my car, that'd piss me off.
I get out of bed and walk to the door. I open it and walk out of the room and into the hallway. I walk down the hallway and to the living room. Which was located downstairs. To my suprise he was coming out of what seemed to be his office."I need my car keys." I said to him. "No." He said to me. "I need to go to the French Quarters." I said to him. He eyed me. I broke eye contact and walk to his room. I know that I'm provoking him but I don't care. I basically started to ransack the room. I threw all of the clothes out of the drawers, trashed the closet, and basically tore up his suitcase. I guess you could say I was tired of this shit. I'm practically loosing my mind and in need to fresh air.
He watched me tear the whole thing up. His arms crossed and brows furrowed. He was leaned up against the wall. Watching my every move. "Are you gonna quit acting like a toddler.." He stated. I rolled my eyes. "Fuck you." I said uncontrollably. I walk to the door and immediately found myself laying on the bed. My cheek pressed against the mattress.
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INCUBUS KING *Editing*
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