Chapter 24 - A hobo!

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CAYDEN POV

I was locked in a prison. Well, my room is too cool to be one. But, I was grounded – like a child. I had four guards downstairs, transforming my house into a hell. The guards being the twins and other two cockroaches, Ariana and Casey. Those two were 100 percent bossy and it annoyed me like hell.

It's always, 'Cay, do you need help for the bath?' or 'Cay, dress like a lady for once now that you're home.'   Ugghh!!

I could escape right now. Like anytime or even long ago. But the brats knew me well and even made me promise I wouldn't do any such thing.

A promise is a promise. Whatever!

A knock on the door startled me from my buzzing thoughts. Speak of the devil and she appears.

''Go away, Ariana!'' I groaned.

''I'm not Ariana, it's me.'' Carter.

''Me, who?'' I could practically fell him roll his eyes and look towards the ceiling.

''Your boyfriend.''

''Well, what do you want? If you came here to check if I had run away, I'm still here. Leave!'' Silence.

''Cayden? Are you pregnant?'' That man is a piece of shit! Complete shit.

I flung the door open and smacked his head with the bunch rolled newspapers, I was holding.

He chuckled and rubbed the spot, not that it hurt him. Just an act to gain my sympathy.

Not happening, dumbass.

''Um...Just kidding.'' He pushed past me and sat on the corner of my unmade bed.

I folded my hands waiting for him to blabber some shit, as usual. Then, he did something, surprising me. He tugged me by my hands, so that I fell on his lap, straddling him with my hands lightly on his chest. His blue eyes bore into mine. I always felt uncomfortable when he did that, as if he can look into my soul.

I closed the distance between us and kissed him lightly, but pulled back as he leaned in, teasingly. He didn't give up. He never did, easily. Clutching my waist tightly, he leaned in to feel my mouth, but dodged his lips every time. This was fun.

A growl erupted from his throat and held my face in his hands. His strong grip refused to leave me. And then he kissed me, his tongue exploring my mouth while I clutched his shirt tighter as I felt light headed. He tasted of fresh apples that always got me addicted. His hands made its way under the hem of my t-shirt and he held me like that, our foreheads together, our breaths mingling.

''I love you'' He breathed.

''Just like I do.''

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We stood outside the gates. Of the prison.

''You sure you want to do this?'' Carter looked at me sideways and I nodded.

''Be nice.'' He reminded. I'll try, but I didn't say that loud.

There sat the three people I hated my entire life. Michael, Silas and the lady who gave birth to me. I need to do this. I took a deep breath and sat across them with Carter next to me. Play cool.

But Silas broke the silence, '' How's that shoulder, love?''

I smiled and flexed my shoulder, ''Nice, I guess? Oh... How's your new home?'' I asked gesturing around. Michael, the idiot was always the first one to lose temper.

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