Denisevasi Stories

There are two sides to every twisted story; theirs and the truth. And I'm the truth.

"I refuse to work with you." I said, crossing my arms. "That's too bad, ." He replied, touching my chin lightly. I jerked back, giving him an evil glare. But, I couldn't stop the blush that crept into my cheeks. Why did I have the worse luck in the world?