I love the Hobo?

I love the Hobo?- Chpater 5

I sat on the couch, my legs pulled up to my chest and my arms wrapped tightly around them.

I siged, it had been 3 days since i met Jeydon, and i missed him. I missed the stranger.

I was supposed to be in work yesterday, and today, but id called in sick, they were getting suspicious so i told them id be in tommorow, i didnt want to go, but i didnt really have a choice.

I tried my hardest not to think of Jeydon but i just couldnt help it, i would constantly think about where he was, was he safe?

I groaned, i needed to stop thinking about him.

He was probally fine and i dount he ever even thought about me, that stung  a little, but id have to get used to it, why would he think about me? he didnt know me.

Neither did i know him, he was just a homeless guy that i felt bad for.

You know he's more than that..

No.

He's just a homeless guy, a homeless guy who doesnt talk.

I was knocked out of my day dreaming by a loud knock at my front door, who could that be?

I pulled myself of the couch and walked towards the door, i glaced into the mirror on the wall be fore i opened it, gosh i looked dead.

As i pulled the door open i gasped as a loud screeched filled my ears and two warm arms wrapped around me.

''Isa! ive missed you so much!'' id know that voice anywhere. My sisters voice.

Samantha, Sam was 2 years younger then me and she was basically a spitting image of me, except i had brown hair and she had Blonde.

She had been in cardiff for the last 2 months, something to do with her college course, and needless to say, i missed her like crazy, she wasnt just my sister, but she was also my best friend.

She pulled away and smiled before walking into my living room.

I closed the front door and followed her, i sat besides her on the couch.

There was a comftorble silence and i could feel Sam's intense stare on me.

She'd know something was wrong..she always did, she could read me like a book, she'd now if i was sad, she'd know if it was because of a boy..

''Whats wrong Isa?'' she asked worried.

I forced a smile, ''What? nothing, im absolutley fine.''

I was probaly the worst liar ever...

She frowned.

''Dont lie to me Isa, whats wrong?''

I groaned.

''I met a guy..''

A big grin spread on her face, ''Tell me about him!''

''Theres not much to tell Sam.''

''Just tell me the basics.''

I groaned, i met aswell tell her the whole story, she was my sister, she'd know if i was lying or not so there was no point even trying.

''I found him on the streets...he's homeless. I was walking home from work and he was begginf for help, i couldnt leave him, it was freezing, so i brought him back to the house.''

I swallowed hard.

''Isa! are you crazy? you brought a homeless guy home with you! he could have done anything to you!''