BANG, BANG
Ugly, who the fuck is banging on my front door that loud, not to mention in the fucking morning.
Whoever this person was has signed a death wish. One thing to know about me is that I hate being woken up.
Not to mention I don't even feel well, my stomach has been killing me today, I have a headache and all I wanna do is cry over Titanic and eat a tub of ice cream.
We all can agree that there was plenty of space. Rose could have easily moved over for jack, honestly what a greedy bitch.
The banging hadn't stoped, so I dragged my self out of the comfort of my bed and start heading towards my front door.
I made sure to grab my knife. Just in case, you never know who's behind the door.
I open the door and see Enzo. A little feeling goes off in my stomach, honestly what the fuck is wrong with me I've known this man for a month.
"Enzo, what are you doing here?" I said tilting my head. I also tucked my pocket knife in my bra strap behind my back.
So he doesn't get suspicious, on why Im caring a knife to open the fucking door.
"I could ask you the same question," Enzo said crossing his arms over his chest.
Fuck you muscles, that was all I had to say after seeing his arms.
"Last time I checked this is my house,"
"I mean why aren't you at school,"
"I wasn't feeling well," I shrugged, the less he knew the better.
"Do you need me to go get you anything,"
"Nope, I should have a tub of ice cream in the freezer."
"Ice cream, if you not feeling well you shouldn't have ice cream." Enzo said raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know, I just feel like crying over Titanic and eating a tub of ice cream," I shrugged.
"That it one weird sickness you have going on," He says tilting his head.
"You more then welcome to join me," I said moving out the way so he could come in. I just realised how rude I've been letting him stand outside.
"Sure," he says walking in.
"That reminds me, why aren't you at school."
"You weren't there, I had a feeling something was wrong so I came here."
I ignore the feeling I get when Enzo said that. No one has ever really cared about me enough to come all the way over here to check if I'm okay, just because I didn't show up.
Jennie has been the only one that cared about me that much. She's probably blown up my phone, considering I didn't text her back because I feel asleep.
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Belladonna
Romance~ Belladonna flower ~ A gift of belladonna might interpreted as a warning or a symbol of death. Rebecca Rose - A sweet and kind hearted girl, who tries her best to stay in the shadows. But what happens when her dark past starts to haunt her. With h...