It all started with a game

Chapter 9

I grabbed some of said pillows, tossing them on the floor to make myself a spot. She watched my every move silently.

"You know, you don't actually have to sit on the floor right?"

My eyebrows shot up. "And risk having your brother castrate me? No thank you. I'll take my chances on the floor."

She rolled her eyes. "He's not going to castrate you."

Clearly, she did not hear that guy's threat because he most certainly seemed like he wanted to. I was not taking my chances.

"Hey, I'm surprised he even let me sleep in the same house as you, let alone the same room."

She pursed her lips, nodding in agreement. "Yeah..."

That really doesn't help. That really really doesn't help.

I sat on the floor, scooting further away from the bed, where she'd already bundled herself in the blanket I'd set on there for her. Maybe if I sit far enough away, her brother will let me live.

She flicked on a movie, after spending a good five minutes trying to figure out how to work my tv remote.

"Okay, I wanna watch you try it!" She sat up from her spot.

"You want to watch me try it?" I glanced from the hot pocket to her.

"Yes! This is a very big moment in your life, pretty boy."

I laughed, shaking my head as I stared at the so-called hot pocket in my hand. I hesitantly took a bite, the synthetic cheese filling my mouth. I cringed, forcing myself to chew it. I practically swallowed it whole, trying to get it out of my mouth as quickly as possible.

This is quite possibly the worst thing I've ever eaten. I can taste the artificial flavor.

"What do you think?" She was practically bouncing in excitement, her smile stretching from ear to ear, her eyes lit up.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, waiting for my reply.

I may be a horrible person but I was not going to be the one to ruin her excitement. "It's pretty good," I committed myself to eating the rest of it.

Her smile widened—how: I have no clue. "I told you! They're amazing."

I practically had to swallow the thing whole just to get it down.

She didn't speak for the majority of the movie, or perhaps she did and I just couldn't hear her from the sheer volume of the television. We had lost the remote somewhere along the line and now neither of us can turn it down.

She turned, looking me up and down before tilting her head in confusion. "Where's your blanket?"

"I don't use blankets." I answered, still watching the movie.

"You don't sleep with a blanket on?" She stared in disbelief.

"No."

"Then how do you cover your feet?"

This got my attention. "I don't?"

"Well, what do you do about the monsters?"

I couldn't tell if she was serious. "You still believe in monsters?"

She looked at me like I had just asked her if gravity was fake. "No, but I mean when you were a kid. What did you do about the monsters when you were a kid?"

"I didn't believe in monsters."

"Well didn't you feel safer with a blanket covering your feet?"

I laughed. "No, I mean it's not like a monster is going to run up to your bed and be like 'ah man, her feet are covered' and slither back to its hiding place. What is a blanket going to do?" I'm fairly certain if there were monsters, they could rip that blanket off pretty easily.

"It just makes you feel more protected. Only psychopaths sleep without a blanket," she informed me.

"Then I guess I'm a psychopath, because I get hot at night."

She shook her head, getting up from the bed before grabbing her jacket off the chair. I watched as she crawled over to me, promptly draping the jacket over my feet.

Did she really just cover my feet?

"What are you doing?" I struggle to contain my amusement.

"I'm trying to keep the gremlins from stealing your toes, Ryder. You should be thanking me—" she paused— "psychopath."

I grinned, tossing my hand up. "What is so wrong about sleeping without a blanket?"

"Psychopath!" She yelled, crawling back to her spot where she bundled herself in her blanket like a burrito. "Goodnight, psychopath."

"You're the one who has to sleep in the same room as the psychopath."

A/N
Hi lovies!

I hate how long it's taking me to get chapters out to you all. I've had way to much stuff to do lately and I miss writing :(

But anyway, how did we feel about this chapter? Did it have too much fluff? And please comment, I love seeing all your guys comments, they're honestly the best part of my day.

What's been your favorite of this book so far?

Also I hope you all are having a great summer and a great fourth if you celebrated.

Lots of love,
Rachelle <3