❝Everything is funny, as long as it's happening to somebody else.❞ | Will Rogers
♕ SAIGE ♕
This is going to be my first time sleeping over at a guy's house.
But not your first time laying in bed with a guy, my mind reminds me of the other night with a flashback of Carson laying next to me. Warmth instantly finds its way to my cheeks. I push the thoughts away before any of the guys notice my blush.
After Oscar's funeral was concluded, I decided I didn't feel safe staying alone at my house. At least, for a while until I can figure some things out. Such as where my parents are and what exactly Luca wants with me. The guys could have posted up as bodyguards outside my house, but regardless I know the place still wouldn't feel safe. Not without Oscar's loving presence there to keep me company.
Deep down, I feel more alone than ever now. Even with Carson and the other two goofs stuck to my side like glue. They're still hiding secrets from me and I can't afford to misplace my trust anymore. I'm determined to get some answers from that devilishly handsome vampire with blonde-hair and chocolate eyes. Ignore that last part though, it's irrelevant.
It was Carson who proposed the idea that I stay with him at his home for the time being. Theo and Sebastian initially argued that it was because he wanted to keep me all to himself, but Carson skillfully rebutted with a somewhat solid reason. Him and I can keep watch on my house since it is right across the street. You know, just in case Luca decides to ransack it or threaten my life again.
Although, I'm not at all convinced that was his real reason. But I suppose it's not a bad one.
"All packed, Saige?" The devil's voice comes from behind me.
I turn to find Carson leaning on the doorframe. "Yeah," I respond while zipping up my black duffel bag. "If I need anything, I can always just come back to grab it."
My face instinctively twitches to give him a soft smile, but he returns it with a chillingly stoic expression. He can see right through my façade. My attempts to appear fine are futile. Even though I try, I can no longer fool Carson for he can now accurately read my body language. My mask slipped off after the Hallow's Eve carnival.
He extends his right arm toward me with his palm facing upward. I hand over my bag and think about how he can be a gentleman when he tries. At the foot of my bed frame rests my backpack with all the homework I won't be completing tonight. I make sure to snatch it and throw one strap over my shoulder. The forgotten weight of my textbooks makes my balance waiver.
"Let's get going, it's already past dusk. After all, we do have to get up for school tomorrow morning," Carson sighs as he opens an arm, letting me lead in front to go down the stairs.
"Unfortunately you're right," I plainly express my agreement with him. Suddenly, I remember something almost as horrible as tonight's events. "I almost forgot, I have to complete a partner project for Chemistry."
"That sounds boring. Who's your partner?" The creak from the wooden step indicates that his presence is close behind me.
Good going Saige. I bite my lip, knowing he can't see my sudden nervousness. "Trust me, you don't want to know—"
"Who is it?" He cuts me off, the asshole.
My feet hit the hardwood at the bottom of the stairs. "I'm telling you, you'll only throw a temper tantrum—"
"You better tell me." The asshole interrupts me again.
The last step groans loudly from the weight Carson places on it as he comes to a halt. I can feel the impatience steaming off of him, he's like water boiling in a pot on a stove. His hot breath is making sweat beads form on the rear of my neck.
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