Chapter XVI: Whipping

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Violet

We just finished taking Aunt Liz and Landon to the airport. I sat on my bed and sighed.

I mean, How? Ten days isn't a joke, especially if it's Luke Hemmings you're with.

I messed my hair and took one of my pillows. I started screaming.


"Are you sure you're on meds?" I froze hearing the presence of someone else. I looked up. He bit his lip stopping his smile to form from his lips.


"Are you sure you're not the one in meds?" I answered back. He chuckled.


"Did you not knock?" I asked back, he answered me a shrug. "Privacy, Hemmings." He rolled his eyes, what a girlish act but screw it-.


"I asked you first." He pointed at me, now I was the one who rolled my eyes.


I just crossed my arms and looked straight at the wall in front of me. He sighed and walked back to the door and knocked. Will it kill him to knock?I don't think so.

I looked up to him "See? That was totally easy to do." I blurted out with sarcasm. He raised his eyebrows showing his just agreeing annoyingly.


"I'm just here to check on you." He said keeping his dull tone and ignoring what I just said. My eyebrows furrowed.


"Aunt Liz said?"


"I think, hm" He thought for a while " I just brought myself to check on you."

I just nodded at him.


"Uh-You can go now?" I said in a question form. Like-whut? He chuckles.


He stared at me and I could tell he was going to do one big dick move. I'm sure, I know. I can sense it.


He started walking towards my bed and I started to press my body as tight a possible.


He leaned down, pressing his palms down the bed.


I tried pushing his face off, that didn't work though. I was too focused, that the only thing that I could hear was.


"How bout a good night kiss?" He said with a naughty grin that brings out his playboy side. My eyes widen and I started cleaning my ears with my pinky, maybe I heard it wrong.


He puckered his lips. Damn, is he serious? Maybe a dagger to the throat is what he wants.


Honestly, I haven't kissed anyone.


But like that matters right now, what matters is that if ever I get kissed that wouldn't be him. Nope.


He started leaning in even more, nope. I smacked his face and he crashed down the ground. "Think again, bastard." I hissed.


He swore under his breath "Fuck sadists. Night, lil alien." He gives up and stood up, heading for the door.

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