Chapter 67: "Get it out, Now."

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Chapter 67: "Get it out, Now."

"So you're not coming today?" Noah asks,

"No I am I just have to take care of something first then I'll come." I reply,

"Is there something you want to tell me, Alyson?"

Yes. "No." Just stop sleeping with everyone.

"Are you sure?" he asks,

"Yeah..." I tell him and disappear into my walk-in closet to get dressed.

"Hurry up, okay?"

"Sure.." I say, putting my clothes on.

Yesterday when I came here, I did my yoga to Alesso's playlist, I took a bubble bath, drank some wine to The Big Bang Theory after I reconciliated with myself, cleared my vision and targeted my goal.

I'm sad to say I had to do this again.

I feel like a loser. It sucks. I'm not going to cut him off of my life. I can't even if I wanted to. He knew too much, and as much as I trusted Noah, I can't trust the devil in him. His dark side might take over and reveal my secret. But until that happens, I won't cut him off.

Plus, we are going to different colleges anyway in the next few months so...

We're going to shop today for supplies and food. Usually the people who work here does it, but I have sent everyone home, and had the cleaners come twice a week.

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"Do you want the cookies or the strawberry-stuffed biscuits?" Noah asks,

"I don't care.." I say looking through my phone,

"I'll take the cookies.." he decides, "What flavor do you want?" he asks picking other items that I don't even bother to look at,

"I don't care-"

"Okay what the hell is going on with you?" he demands, arms folded at his chest making his shirt cling to his broad chest,

"Not-"

"Don't you dare say it's nothing, you've been acting weird yesterday..and today too..what's going on?"

You want to know what's going on? fine.

Alexis won't talk to me and she's going out with a rapist who is after her money.

My mother got her hands on Liam's phone number and is harassing him.

Adam had a very minor accident.

I just lost four millions on the stock market.

Fûcking Carl Icahn....

oh, and you're sleeping with everything with a pulse.

"Nothing." I lie, "I just have a lot on my mind.." okay so maybe being cold, again, suddenly isn't the best idea..I need to let him down easy..

"Bullshît."

"Excuse me?" I hiss,

"I said, bullshît."

"I hear you the first time-"

"Then why are you asking?"

"To give you an opportunity to take it back."

"what's got into you today?" he asks and goes on pushing the trolley.

"nothing I just have a lot on my mind."

"Care to share?" he asks,

"No." I say and then bite my lip, "I gotta go, buy whatever you want I'll pay you back. Bye." I didn't wait for him to react, I just rushed outside.

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