Chapter Twenty Three

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The witch gets here and puts all sorts of leafs and liquids on all the wounds of Dangelos mom.
me and Dangelo go back to our room.
he throws himself on the bed, and closes his eyes.
I lay on his chest.
he sighs.
I wonder what he is thinking about?
"Zariah"
"Yes?"
"I......"
he seats up.
"what's wrong?"
I wrap my arms around his chest, and rest my chin on his shoulder.
"There's a lot of stuff I haven't told you........and I'm afraid what I'm going to tell you, your going to go and......I...I Dont know what I want"
"tell me"
He runs a hand threw his hair
"I Dont know how to tell you.......Without breaking your heart"
I seat on the bed, I listen to the rain, pouring down.
"What...what is it that might break my heart?"
"Me" a girl voice says
Dangelo turns pale and turns around, so do I.
Its that girl in the forest.
Dahila.
"I'm the reason"
"JOHNNY, RICHARD, FRED, DANIEL, EZRA GET IN HERE NOW!" Dangelo roars.
I cover my ears.
He roars so loud that the room starts to shake a little.
The guys he calls comes running up.
"SIR!" all of them say at the same time.
"GET THIS SLU-WOMEN OIT OF HERE NOW BEFORE I KILL HER!"
The men grab her and drag her out.
"Hey-what-the hell ugh DANGELO YOUR GOING TO GET I SWEAR IM COMING BACK AND IM GOING TO MAKE THAT LITTLE BIT-"
Dangelo slams the door on her.
I stay there in suprise.
Dangelo looks at me.
I look at him.
"Zariah-"
I stop him.
"Look I'm as confused as hell, right now, but I think we got a lot to have on are minds today, your mom is hurt and now this dahila? Girl comes in and says she's the reason look I'm tired we can discuss it tomorrow, and I think you want to rest to"
He nods.
And I smile.
And I head and get a T-shirt from him and I leave my panties on.
"Now not going to be able to sleep"
I smirk.
"Why?"
"Your going to give me the urge to kiss every inch of your body"
I take off the shirt.
"Hurry up you Dont believe in a heater, and I'm cold get over here"
He takes of his clothes and leaves his boxers on, and slips in bed.
He wraps his arms around my waist.
God.
I love him.

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