"OH, WAIT!" I yelled "my black dress, it's in the dryer."
I run down the hallway towards the laundry room, wait it wasn't running more like sliding or slipping. Ya, slipping.
Slipping down the hall towards the laundry room, and almost falling multiple times. Kageyama gave me a questioning look as I slid past him, in which I shrugged in return. Once i got to the dryer, I opened it and took out a really dark grey mini dress.
"What...the...hell."
I spat out each word slowly,
"MY DRESS! THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY DRESS!?!"
Kageyama came running to the laundry room and peeped his head through the door frame.
"What's wrong?"
He asked.
I turned around holding the dress in front of me and glared at him.
"What? What's wrong with it? He asked
"What do you think, look at my dress." I said
"What? I really don't see anything." He replied
"It's grey," I say "it wasn't grey before."
"Ohh, haha about that." He laughed nervously " I may have, washed it with bleach."
"WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU WASH A BLACK DRESS WITH BLEACH!" I screeched
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.