"Linny"
"Linnea"
"Lin Lin"
"LINNEA LEANNE LITCHFIELD"
"What... what!?
*i said softely, eyes closed, still tired*
"Im up. IM UP!"
We need to talk, said Landon with a pissed off face. "What the fuck is so important that you have to wake me up so early for?" i said, extremely pissed. He raised an eyebrow "First of all, brat... I was just asking why you didn't ask me for a ride today after what happened and two, dont cuss at me or give me any attitude, got it chicka?" *sigh* "yeah yeah i get it landon"... As i rest my head back on the pillow. Falling asleep again, but i still felt his presence. "Can i help you? Im sorry but im super tired and would like some sleep" .... He cleared his throat. "No, im not leaving until you answer the first question."... "Oh. What was that again?" i said. " You know...the whole puke thing today... You walked home. Why didnt you ask for a lift? I would've helped you." he said with loving tone. " i dont know landon, youre just so busy and i didnt want to bother you, you've got a million other things going on. Im not trying to be an interruption in your busy/important life." i said with a depressing sigh at the end. I did that alot. "No, you are always in my top priorities. I would not be the person i am with out you linnea i love you kid." he kissed the top of my fore head and exited the room, Not closing the door which pissed me off a little bit but i couldn't stop thinking about what he said. It was too sweet, something was wrong, was he sick? Was he dying!?!? PLEASE dont tell me he's dying lord, please. I thought to myself...or maybe he was just having a good day. I dont know. But i was going to eventually find out.
