Just me (moiscream)

You got to be shitting me

The ride back home wasn't as quiet as before since brendan was acting less shitty. He seemed ..flamboyant and it annoyed me a little.

Having me sprint across the vacant hospital and wait for half an hour under the scorching heat surely must have had something do with his smug aura that made his lips curve in to a small grin.

So much for my olympic sprint.

I pouted disappointed , leaning  further into the cold leather seats. Now that i wasn't sprinting or swearing my life waiting for someone under the blazing sun i noticed i had got in to the front seat  and not the passenger seat like last time.
Oh Just shitting great.

I sleep like an animal.And i was still was feeling drowsy from all the meds that were forced down my throat ,buuut i couldn't possibly afford to look like the hog i was infront people i didn't know.

AKA Brendan.

I crossed my arms as my pout doubled. i swear i must have looked like a duck

Sun light hit my face directly and no matter where i shifted to on the blasted seat i couldn't avoid it.

I sneaked a glance at brendan who just sat there looking all dandy with a stupid grin on his perfect lips.
wait. what . perfect ?

That Was definitely the meds talking...cough

i tilted my head and slowly leaned against the shutter attempting to sleep with out him noticing.

yeah i'm smart like that.

Just then the sudan screeched and turned abruptly and my head banged on the shutter oh so magnificently.

Fuck.

"Dear god i think im dead"  i said as i eased my forehead with my thumbs still clearly dazed while feeling for the seat belt and buckling in. 

"Dang. you okay short stuff ?" 

Brendan asked with his eyes wide. Analysing me from head to toe.

"that's officially the second time you tried to kill me"

i shouted at him with my eyes shut trying to drown the ache that started to spread.

His eyes brows raised in surprise.

"You should be detained for fucking attempted murder" i muttered under my breathe.

Brendan's cheeks inflated instantly  and he was trying hard not to laugh. But in vain he let out a muffled chuckle.

He glanced at me still soothing the site of pain with my eyes tight shut.

"Why do you sleep so much?"  brendan asked restraining another obvious chuckle.

He looked at me expectantly with his eyes narrowed by his puffed up cheeks and tight shut lips behind which a hideous laugh was waiting.

"oh shut up" i deadpanned.

I leaned back in to the seat  with my brows furrowed not bothered to hide my anger.

"Your a shit driver " i said , placing my legs over the dashboard after deciding not to give a shit 2.56 seconds after he purposely took a shit turn.

Brendans head shot around

"Legs off my dashboard!" he hissed tightening his grip on the steering wheel, looking at me completely horrified.

I settled further in to the seat snuggling in, with my hands placed behind my head.