Cute Monster

5; ♡ Warning! Cliche On The Way.

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                ♡ Chapter Five; Warning! Cliche On The Way.♡

His jaw almost hit the ground, his eyes were wide open, and both of his eyebrows were raised. If I saw this expression from afar then I would think that I slapped him on his face. Hard.

He didn’t say anything after that, and he just looked at me in the same way for almost five minutes.

‘’Hey dude. Are you alright?’’ I waved my hand in front of his face.  Adam didn’t answer me, and I almost thought he didn’t hear me, but then he shook his head. ‘’I mean its alright if you are gay, nobody is going to judge you.’’ I shrugged.

He glared.

An icy, cold, and hard glare. His jaw was locked, and he seemed as if he was going to kill me. I didn’t know why he was making it a big deal or anything, and I didn’t exactly know if he was gay or not, but the way he looked at me before a few seconds was kind of weird.

But either way, I didn’t care.

“I’m not gay.’’ He said, looking away. I shrugged.

“Okay.’’ I thought that if I said that, his glare would fade away, but it made his green eyes more scarier.

“Why are you glaring?’’ I snapped. There is something wrong with this guy, sometimes he is all quiet, and blank, and the other, he changes to a total new version of the Hulk.

‘’I’m not glaring.’’ he stood up, and I almost didn’t catch his weak words. Then,  he turned around with the cat following him.

The cat gave me a weird look, it was between a glare, and an evil smile.

I swear, these two are a match made in heaven

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A yawn escaped me, I put my hand on my mouth to shield it. I walked my way back to my house. It was almost dark now, and I was exhausted with all the running I had to do.

The first thing I saw when I reached my house, was two cars. One of them was black, and the other was bright blue. I stopped walking and stared at them, then turned my gaze to look at the house.

Almost all the lights were on.

My hold on the bag tightened.

They are here.

They came back.

I took a deep breath, and continued my way to go inside. I opened the door slowly, as if I was walking to my own death trap.

Please don’t be in here.

Please don’t be in here.

Please don’t fucking  be in here.

Unfortunately, there were in there, eating, and chatting in the dinning room. The place was too bright with the lights, and if it was a scene from a movie, you would envy the warmth of the room.