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Ryan
Hangovers is something I will never get used to
I groan as the pain hits me again
I try getting up from bed but this blond won't let me
"Let go Juliet"
"Its Judith" she tells me
"Whatever just let go" I groan
"Baby let's just lay here some more, we can have another round if you want"
Well that would be nice
"Ughh" The pain hits me again
"Leave" I tell her but this stupid blond won't just let go
"But baby"
"Leave Juliet!!!" I shout which made my head pound more
"You are an asshole" she cursed as she wears her clothes
"I know"
"Ugh I hate you" she says after she had worn her clothes and was ready to leave
"Bye Juliet"
"Its Judith dick" she cursed as she left my room and smacking the door behind her
I groan and finally left my bed to the bathroom, I open my cabinet and took out some aspirin then I went back to my room and took out a bottle of water from my mini fridge
I swallowed the drugs and lay down on my bed still feeling head ache
Minutes later the ache lessen down and my stomach begin to grumble so I took my phone from my nightstand and went downstairs to the kitchen to make something for myself
Of course there is food but I never eat anything made by my father's wife
To tired to actually cook something, I took a box of cereal and milk from the fridge and a bowl from the cupboard
I poured half of the cereal into the bowl and added milk
After sitting down to eat my cereal I switched on my phone and saw eleven missed calls
One from my mum
Two from my so called girlfriend
Eight from xylia
You have two voice messages from xylia to listen press one
"Hey cos just want to remind you that am coming tomorrow and my plane will defiantly land by 10:00am so come early beep"
Christ! Its 11am she's going to kill me
"Ryan when I get home am going to kill you, you hear me! Am going to kill you with my bare hands" xylia shouts
"I don't think you could kill your cousin lia" I hear the most beautiful voice say at the background
"Oh I will don he made us wait for almost an hour, I had to call uncle Aaron, we are lucky that today is Saturday if not he would be at work!
We are in the car right now and if you don't want to die in the next twenty minutes I suggest you leave home now and never come back! Beep
"To send back a message press one, To listen to-"
I pressed three knowing it would delete it way, I don't have time listening to a answering machine
I thought about what xylia said for a minute before agreeing to her suggestion and leaving the kitchen but I guess the universe hates me enough to bring my cousin home at the exact time I wanted to leave.
Since they haven't seen me yet I tried sneaking up stairs to my room but stopped when I saw this prett- no gorgeous girl standing besides xylia, I could get her on my bed in an hour but she's not my type bu-
"Ryan!!" My sweet cousin shouts my name and angrily walk towards me and drags my right ear when she was next to me, she kept on dragging it until we were at her previous spot
"Ow" I whine as she let's go of my ear
"I told you to come pick us up, where the hell were you at!" She shouts
"I'mm sorry ok, I didn't get your message until three minutes ago" I tell her while rubbing my ear
"What do you mean you got the message three minutes ago, I sent you two messages and left you a bunch of calls
"I was busy that's why I didn't know" I tell her while looking at xylia friend, God she's so beautiful
"Hey" xylia shouts and snaps her fingers making me turn my attention back to her
"Don't even think about hitting on her" she says with a serious face
"Who?" I laugh "Come on xylia she's not my type" I said and my dad tries to scold me but I ignore him
"You don't have a type" xylia says
"Yes I do, I don't hit on weirdos"
"Hey" she slaps my arm "London is NOT a weirdo"
"Whatever" I roll my eyes and walked to the stairs "And please tell her to stay off my room or anywhere close to it, I don't want my stuff missing" I say like she's not there and climbed the stairs but stops when xylia friend talks
"I am not a thief" she says and I turn around
"Oh she talks" I roll my eyes
"I'm not dumb either"
"Who cares" I say and turn to walk away but her voice stops me again
"You don't even know me and you are mean to me, why?" She asks
"I'm not mean, this is just the way I talk to weird girls" I shrugs and tried to leave again but like other times she stops me
"Oh I think you are the weird one, I mean who brings different girls every night and still have a girlfriend which am sure thinks you love her, don't you get tired sticking that thing" she points a finger towards my trousers
"Into every girl you see, I hope you catch HIV or something worse one day Mr Ryan Blake" she says and turns to face my father's wife
"Ma'am can you please show us our rooms because I'm getting tired talking to this douche bag right here"
Douche bag! Douche bag!! Oh this girl has gone too far
"Emma, please call me Emma" my step mum says while trying to hold back a laugh
"And as for your rooms follow me" she says and they both follow her upstairs
I could hear they low chuckle as they passed me
"Oh my God Ryan that girl is good!" The man I call my father laughs immediately they were out of sight
"Ughhh" I groan and walked passed the door, I can't be in the same house as these people especially that girl
I swear she's going to regret calling me a douche bag!
London POV
"This is your room xylia, take a shower and do what so ever you want to do next" Emma tells xylia
"Thank you Emma, see you later don" xylia says and enters the room leaving me alone with Mrs Blake
"London follow me" she says and I did as she says
"I thought we were going to share a room"
"Of course not silly, you need your own privacy and space" she says
"And by the way I'm happy about what you did back there" she says and stops by a door
"About the Ryan incident" she quickly adds when she saw that I didn't understand what she was talking about
"You're not mad?" I asked worried
"Not at all, Ryan deserved that after what he said about you" she tells me and I smile
"I think i'm going to like you london" she smiles back
"And by the way, the room besides yours" she points to the room beside mine
"it's his" she winks and leaves
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The Girl I Love Is A Psychopath
Ficção AdolescenteLondon Albert/ McCall a beautiful, intelligent, smart but poor girl who's father died when she was just eight. Ever since she has been living a miserable life caused by her stepfather who do nothing but beats both her and her mother. At the age of f...
