Ok, so if you guys didn't notice, I am SUCH a perv...... And so are you! WHAHAHAHAHAHA.
ANYWAYS. Do forget to vote and comment and favorite and stuff. Woohoo! Let's go make some gay book porn! Nah, I'm just kiddin' you gotta wait alittle, I mean here did just get a BJ. Lol. TO THE FLUFF! Or is it fluff. O.O
After I was done crying like a pathetic baby yesterday I went home, and straight to my room without speaking to anyone, even though Tashone decided she want to come in my room and be annoying... I ended up just giving her a murderous expression she left.
Who does he think he is. "Camden" even a stupid name is ridiculously attractive. What he did to me is VERY illegal, I could get him arrested, or murdered murdered sounds good. But I can't *groan* no matter how much I hate him. I did love every second of his little ordeal.... Ew. Plus he's very very very hot...
Tomorrow Saturday thank God I don't think it couldn't last another day of fierce butt groping from Camden, nor do I think I can look at him of her what he did.
That is so very embarrassing. I CAME IN HIS MOUTH FOR CAMP SAKE!! HIS MOUTH. Plus he said I would be returning the favor... How do you turn a favor, give it back? I want to give him anything let alone a flipping blowjob.
It's not like I asked them to do it, Actually I specifically remember trying to get him off of me.
I ended up going to bed without dinner. My day has been horrible...not only was I rapped in the woods mine incredibly hot man beast/douche bag/I really wish you would fall in a well, I also fell the shower and smacked my face off the fucking water spouts thingy. FUCK. Then to top it all off I went to bed hungry. Why, why does the world hate me... If I have angered you world I apologize, but I seriously don't remember doing anything to make you want to destroy me. So if you could stop, and give me this one solid... I will present you, with more solids.
The next morning I woke up and felt like I have been hit by a truck, and the truck was made of hatred... And was driven by Satan.
Slowly I drug my half dead body down the stairs, and and the kitchen or my mom, dad, and sister were.
"Jeez Hero, you look like a load a -." Tashone starting to say before my mother cut her off.
"Oh my gosh, Hero! What happened to you, there's even a cut on your face" she said rushing over to me and putting your hand on my forehead.
"I don't know you're the doctor, you figure it out" I attempted to say, but I mostly came out as if I put a cat in a blender.
My mom took me up to my room as my dad left with Warrior and my sister left for school. Though she's a doctor she really sucks at diagnosing her own children.
About 25 minutes later she said you had to go to work and left me there. Lovely.
I ended up just going back to sleep for most of the time until I was about 12 o'clock.
When I was seriously about to die from starvation I decided to crawl down to the kitchen.
Really wishing I knew was wrong with me about this point. I managed to scratch together some food... mostly just consisted of crackers and water.
I like crackers, they're nice.... don't judge me.
I scurried back up to my room and pulled out my laptop. Stalking social media sites got boring after a while so I decided just to listen to music and try to go back to sleep again.
I ended up just going on YouTube and googling nightcore dubbed songs and turned on a playlist.
The first song that came on was Take A Hint. Of course I and up falling asleep extremely quickly afterwards. Every time a good song that I like comes on I end up dying in the middle of it.
My eyes begin to crack back open and I saw a light peering through my window. I could've swore I shut those blinds. Is my hearing began to focus I heard the nightcore was still on. It was playing the song Aha!
As I rolled over to click the mouse pad to pause it, my hand hit someone else's. Completely terrified my eyes flew open and I push myself to the other side of the bed. That's when I noticed to small bandage over the cut on my cheek.
Camden.
Why the hell is in my house? Very good question in fact I would like to know myself. Another good question, why the hell is in my room? Okay okay last question WHY THE HELL IS HE WATCHING ME SLEEP?!
In complete shock I tried to stand up right away, bracing myself to start screaming at him.
But just as I stood up, my vision became nothing but pixels, my hearing became muffled, and I began to fall.
Of course like the Asshole savior he thinks he is, Camden managed to catch me as I went unconscious.
Déjà vu. My eyes opened up again to the same terrible light that I had woken up to you before, my songs were still playing, and I still felt like crap. I guess all that's thing about Camden was just a dream. Why would agree about him, gross.
I sighed and rollover to pause the music, when a soft voice told me not to move.
"Don't move Hero, you're sick, just stay still..." his voice was soft but husky and soothed my soul. But, that didn't last long. Soon enough I realized who's angelic voice that was.
"W-what are you doing here?" I croaked.
"Your mom called into the school and said you were sick, I was worried" he had content concern in his voice.
"I don't need a babysitter"
"I'm not here to babysit you, Hero. Like I said I was worried, I'm here to take care of you"
He really makes me mad...
"What makes you think I need someone to take care of me" I growled.
"Oh I don't know maybe the fact you look like you've been hit by a train, and with the cut?"
"I can take care myself, and it's none of your business anyway." I grumbled.
"Okay then, I'll give you test. If you fail, I stay and take care of you. And if you win, I'll leave you alone."
A shadow of a smirk crossed his face after he said it but nothing sounded as good as getting him out of my room.
"Deal." I said sitting up from my bed.
WOO HOO! Well I hope I didn't bore your eyeballs out of your head. But if I did feel free to leave a comment and tell me that I did.
By the way please tell me if this sucks so I can either fix it or just give up and try again that'd be helpful. Please leave a comment because I don't even know if you nonexistent Internet people are reading this. Well I guess you are, I mean you're presently in the process of reading this or maybe I'm just reading this, what it was just an endless cycle of people reading this... No that's impossible no one's reading this, I'm simply talking to myself, well, write myself, I need to stop, I- yeah I'm gonna stop now...
