Chapter 5: Home sick

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I look up at the ceiling.

It reminds me of the assulim white, plain. I look at my hands, there bruised. Lloyd has a strong jaw line. I have no idea what happens with my head, Maybe I am insane. I hear my door open.

"Look, Mae I'm really sorry I shouldn't have pushed you over the line" Lloyd says closing the door.

"Don't be sorry. I'm sorry" I say sit up braking the embrace with the ceiling.

He sits infront of me and stares at me. I also stare at him. He is quite an attractive person. His lips are perfectly portioned. He has bright green eyes that sparkle when he smiles. He has a scar above his top lip in the left corner.

"What do you want for lunch?" He finally asks me.

"Macca's sounds pretty good I haven't had it since I was 4 but yeah." I replie.

"Macdonalds it is."

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