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❪ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 ❫

       It has been a month since Amara has been in the house she hated the most

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It has been a month since Amara has been in the house she hated the most. She actually was starting to get along with Brendon, which was odd. She thought back to the words Brendon told her the day she went to go see her dad. And him saying they were true? Weird.

Amara's affection for Brendon definitely grew the more time they spent together in the house. She could tell he was flirting, but she wasn't turning him down like she used too.

"What cha' doin?" She says walking into his office and sitting down in one of the white chairs.

"Working." He says, his eyes still glued to the paper in front of him.

"On?" She says playing with the ends of her hair.

"Paperwork."

"For?"

"What are you so damn nosey?" He says looking up at her.

"I don't know, I'm just bored." She groans.

Brendon smirked and looked back down at the paper in front of him. He could think of a million things to make her boredom go away.

"Don't you have something to do?" He says.

"No. I would if I still had my phone." She scowls, rolling her eyes at the ceiling.

Brendon looks up at her. "Look, I took that away so you couldn't contact anyone. Right when the news reports came out of you missing, you started getting tons of messages and shit. So I destroyed it."

"You did what?!"

"Destroyed it. Just smashed it with a hammer. Wasn't too hard." He shrugs.

Amara rolls her eyes and puts her feet up on his desk.

"Feet off."

"Why? I'm comfortable?"

"If you want to be comfortable, go to your room."

"But there's nothing to do in there! No one to talk too!" She says throwing her hands up above her head.

"You can always watch tv in the living room?"

"I'd kinda like it if I wasn't on the tv every second." She says "Practically makes everything unwatchable" she crosses her arms and slouches in the chair.

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