We go up to the top floor and he takes me into this bedroom.
Crap. His bedroom.
"Uh Troy why are we in here?
I am quite uncomfortable.
Troy smirks.
Princess, I'm just here to pick up my microphone.
He digs under the bottom of his red velvety bed.
It really looked soft.. maybe I could just touch it..
"Delilah?"
I snap out of it. I seem to daydream way to much now days.
"Yes King-."
I put my hand over my mouth.
Troy has this expression on his face I can't quite read but I can tell there is a bit of hurt in his eyes.
I sigh.
"I'm sorry Troy. Kingston is always on my mind."
Troy rolls his eyes.
"How long have you known the guy. Pretty sure it was less than a month."
How rude can someone be?
"First off Troy, don't roll your eyes at me! Secondly it doesn't matter. It's like there's this bond between us that just keeps us together."
Troy suddenly freezes.
"What did you just say?"
I look at him angrily.
"I said it's like there's this bond between us that just keeps us together. Why?"
Troy shrugs his shoulders
"No reason."
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Without Him..
Werewolf1st BOOK IN WEREWOLF SERIES I watch as Michael closes his eyes and slumps to the ground slowly. I hold him in my arms. Crying and grasping his limp hand. I just lost my only brother. #368 in Werewolf
