Don't kill me. School and all. Truly sorry. I want to put up 2 chapters today for you guys but I'm not sure yet. Enjoy and comment :). Still sorry and thanks to the people who have been voting and commenting. (How was thanksgiving? 🍗🍖🍛🍷)
Where am I? I think to myself.
I can barely remember what happened last night.
What time is it?
What day is it?
What year is--I laugh to myself. Okay that was too far.
I open my eyes and yawn. I'm in a bedroom. A very stylish one at that. I'm so confused. I sit up, rub my eyes and open my mind to the possibility that I might be dreaming.
The room was very spacious and...empty. It had a bench infront of the bed with a tie on it but other than that it was just the lamp and the bed. That tie looked oddly familiar.
Suddenly my head was pounding. I scan the room and find a glass of water with an advil pill package. That's weird...
I smell the water before I take the pills and drink. I felt some sort of relief but my head still pounds.
I get up and I take one step and I remember.
Twins;
Party;
Aimee;
Gideon.
I rub my temples and look in the mirror. I'm stunned to see that I'm in a different set of clothing. Shorts and an oversized tshirt. I ignore the nausea building up and open the door of the room.
The smell of pancakes hit me like a ton of bricks.
I'm in Gideon's house I realize and I do not feel entirely welcomed. In fact I feel kidnapped and held against my will.I walk down the spiral, complicated staircase. Why do rich people have to make everything so complex? Gideon, surprising me, meets me at the bottom of the stairs. I stand still and rigid and I don't know why.
I smell the aftershave on him which has a citrusy smell to it. He's in sweats and a white tshirt. And even though I'm upset I can't help but notice how handsome he looks even in gym wear."I was just coming to get you," he says, "good morning."
"It's much of a morning," I reply sarcastically, "but not so good."
He laughs however I did not intend for it to be a joke. His laugh sounds more genuine, nothing like the dry laugh I heard the first time I met him.
"Brianna, my apologies for keeping you here over night without your knowing," he starts but I interrupt him saying, "why was this necessary? And where is Aimee?"
"Who is Aimee?"
I throw my hands up in the air.
"I think I've overstayed my welcome and I'd like to go please," I stand my ground with my arms crossed over my chest. He looks at me amused.
"Gideon!" I stutter.
He keeps himself from laughing and says, "I was just trying to help you last night. You were too drunk to drive home and I didn't know where you live..."
He continues to speak but I stop listening. He's CEO of National Security of Miami. If he wanted to know where I live he would have no difficulty in finding out.
"Well thanks for your generosity but I must be going."
"At least eat something first. A hangover doesn't work well with an empty stomach," he persuades me.
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I'm In Love With My Teacher
Romance18 year old, Brianna Comebat goes to law school in Miami. She lives in an apartment with her roommate Caitlyn Walters. Brianna hates going to classes because she has the meanest, most controlling teacher ever and he’s ruining her life! She loathes h...