Chapter 8: Need to medicate

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Gabriela's pov

So the interview went pretty well. The CEO was really impressed with my old works and doodles from high school and thinks I should illustrate for some children books and some teen books. But of course not the silly childish kind. I open the door to my apparent and surpsisngly it was really clean. Did Royce even come back? I soon correct myself when I see him out on the balcony smoking. The smell of weed was so strong I had to close the door fast or people will start saying something.

I walk out and start drilling him about smoking but he seems so spaced out. I wonder what happened today. "You okay?" I ask sitting in my rocking chair. Royce just puffs and stares out at the sunset.

"Okay I know I've only known you for like a day, but I'm already not used to you not talking." I stand and snatch his weed.

"Hey!" Royce lunges for it but I flick it off the balcony. "You're an evil little thing aren't you?" He glares.

"Gonna tell me what's up or not?" Raising and eyebrow I poke Royce's chest and he looks down at me. I was trying to look intimidating but my height and size compared to his, I just looked like a pipsqueak. "You aren't my real girlfriend why should I have to tell you anything?" Royce walks past me bumping me in the process.

Something was really bothering him. And I wasn't just gonna sit around and wait for him to tell me.

Day 15

"Come on tell me." I glare cross the table as Royce reads a very disgusting magazine.

"No...oo she's interesting." Royce stands and goes to the bathroom.

Nasty ass.

Day 25

"Roooyyycceee I got a present for youuuuu!" I call from my room.

"Is it you in lingerie?!" I hear him call.

Damn if that'll make him come see what I want. "Sure!" I smirk. Soon there were the rumble of footsteps running down the hall and my door swings open.

Perv.

Royce pouts. "You just wanna be nosey huh?"

"Yep."

"Gab I said NO!" Royce slams my door and I hear him marching back to the livingroom.

Baby.

Day 30

I burst into the bathroom squeaking and dancing around not paying attention to Royce and all his nakedness. He was brushing his teeth and looking at me weirdly not even ashamed of how naked he was.

"What are you all giggly about?" He asks a mouth full of toothpaste.

"I GOT THE JOB." I squeak and jump.

"Yaaay?" I slap his chest and pout. "You still have to tell me what's bothering you." I glare. "Do I have to?" Royce groans and walks past me.

"Well you've been moping around here for almost a month and you've been going out a lot lately especially during the day. I'm just-,"

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