I don't make Deals

Part 2

I was somehow confused, what did he actually allow himself. He sat diagonally opposite me and looked at me the whole time so strangely as if I were some kind of disease. My mother and Hope were talking the whole time about the wonderful facility, kids and other parenting stuff. My father talked to Hopes Husband, I think his name is Jonathan. They were talking about Golf, yaaawwwwwnn.

Tom and Cecilia had just exchanged three words. The appetizer was just being served by one of our employees and I felt already unwanted.

»How old are you?» asked Tom after a while. Cecilia looked up and answered nervous.»16, same as you, right?« He nodded.

They looked at each other a few minutes, she opened her mouth, but my mother just hit her glass with her knife. Oh, My, God please don't. Here comes an other "great" speech from her.

»Could you please Listen to me for a moment.«she began an I was ready to leave. »The Bloodgoods will stay here until the weeding.«

What?! My sister was just as surprised and so was Tom.»So they can get know each other a little bit better.« Omg, That was the best thing that could happened to me. Now everything is going to be easier.

My mom sparkled at me, she realized I wasn't listening to her so she didn't continue until I looked at her with a forced smile.

»Hope, you'll be staying in the west wing with Jonathan and Tom you get the room BETWEEN Cecilia and Amara.« I knew she was afraid they were going to have sex.

The meal went relatively quietly sign Tom, Cecilia and me. After the suitcases were brought up, I had permission to go in my room.

My social battery was definitely upset. I went upstairs opened my room door, took my headphones and let myself pale onto the bed a feeling of comfort surrounded me and my eyes fell shut.

I woke up, it was just before midnight. I put on a pair of wide sweatpants and a crop top. I really had to go to the library, my mom had been watching me the last few days, she was so worried that I might destroy something. Hahaha. My curtain bangs fell in my face, so I decided to make a Messi bun.

As I sat on the floor among many old books and wooden bookshelves, I heard someone running across the wood. Please not my Mum, please, please not.

»So the Little sister is a nerd, ha ?« Oh it was just Tom leaning against one of the shelves and looked at me strangely.

»What are you doing here?«

»I heard some noises and wondered if you were about to kill someone.« He laughed.» Oh well,more people will be awake when I kill you.« His eyes radiated amazement but also full of hate.»You look like shit, I mean those oversized sweatpants, this horrible top and your hair awful. Are you even wearing a bra?«»You shouldn't care how I look, you're going to marry me, thank goodness.«

»The real question is what are YOU doing here?« He picked up a book and read the title out loud.»The Legends of Watertown, so you're interested in my story, Am.«

It was none of his fucking business, well it was a little strange but it was none of his fucking business, God I hate him. I had to say something.

»Its not YOUR Story, it's the Story of your ancestors, secondly, it's none of you're fucking business and don't call me Am, my name is Amara.«

»Can I make you a deal ?« he asked. »I don't make deals.«

With those words, I took 5 books and walked past him. As I did so, I jostled provocatively and our eyes met, we looked at each other's eyes for a very long time. There was a fighting attitude and evil-hate in our looks, but his eyes were so mysterious. We were so close that just a sheet of paper would fit between us.

»I really should go to sleep.«he said after a while. He took his eyes off me and looked at me after a few seconds, mean but also kind of sexy.»I'll get back to reading then.«

»Wait!«he said

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