Say Something

Chapter Thirteen

A/N: Enjoy! :D

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Remember when I said I only ever curse when it comes to Caspar? Well, I wasn't lying.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked glaring at Caspar and the rose in his hand. He was smiling regardless of my rude question.

"Is it wrong to visit a friend?" He replied with a goofy smile on his face. 

I crossed my arms and said, "Yes. Now good-bye."

I pushed the door to close it but he placed a hand on the door, stopping me from doing so.

"Now now. Don't be rude to your guests." He smirked and placed a hand on my shoulder. "After all, I'm just here to give you this."

He handed me the rose and I accepted it. End of story.

Not.

I pulled all the petals off and threw the stem on the floor.

"Thank you so much. Did you know I hate roses? Now leave!" I growled, still glaring at him.

"You hate roses?"

He pushed me out of the way and stepped in my house.

"Get the hell out of here, Caspar!" I yelled, frustrated. I didn't want to deal with him right now.

"No."

I groaned and clenched my fists.

Caspar was walking around the living room looking around at the furniture. He has never been to my home even when we were dating.

"Who were you arguing with?" Ian questioned stepping out of the kitchen. He peeked in the living room. "And who's that?"

Caspar looked at Ian and smiled. I found the smile very creepy.

"I'm her boyfriend, Caspar. Nice to meet you," Caspar replied. 

"Hell, no you're not-"

"Wow. My sister is surprisingly popular with boys," Ian interrupted with a look of disbelief. "What about Kevin?"

"Kevin?" Caspar raised his eyebrows and stared at me.

I ignored him and turned to Ian. "Speaking of Kevin, where is he?"

"He went to the bathroom, I think," Ian replied. He pointed to the stairs. "Where is he going?"

"Huh?" I turned around and saw Caspar running up the stairs.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going? Gtfo (get the fuck out) of my house!" I screamed running after him. 

When he reached the top of the stairs, he walked straight into a random room. It was my room, to be exact.

When I got there, he was looking at this box on my desk. He opened it and turned to me with shock and amusement in his eyes.

"You still have the gifts I gave you?"

"Yeah..."

Wait a minute.

"So you do know me!" I shouted. "You do remember me, jerk! You were pretending this whole time."

I ran up to him and yanked the necklace out of his hand. I should learn to keep private things in a more private place.

A smirk formed on his face and he said,"How could I ever forget about a pretty girl like you?"

"Shut up!" I was trembling with rage. "Wow, I can't believe I was so stupid to believe your little act."

"Don't feel stupid babe. I'm just a good actor," he said with a wink. "And besides, you still love me anyways."