Adaline
I went to my bedroom and began to do my homework. After an hour , I threw my hands up.
“Finally!” I exclaimed and went to the bathroom. I showered, brushed my teeth, brushed and blow dried my hair and changed in my pajama shorts and tank top. As I went in my room , my sister got in.
“What’s up, Jem?” I stood on my bed and patted the spot beside me for her to sit. She shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest.
“Addy, can you give me the room for this night? Please?”
I looked at her , thinking. “But , mom…” I trailed off.
She groaned. “Mom will know nothing. C’mon , Addy.”
I clicked my tongue inside my mouth. If I will give her my room just for now, then she would definitely do the deed with Ayato on my bed. I widened my eyes. “No!”
“Why?” She whined. “You need to give me this room!”
I stood up and crossed my arms over my chest. “No! You will surely make something with that guy on my bed! I don’t want that!” I pointed to my bed.
Jemima rolled her eyes. In the next second, our parents came in.
“What is with this noise? Weren’t you supposed to sleep?” Mom asked us. She glared at Jemima. “Jemima, can I ask why are you here for? No, you know what? Let me guess. You are here to persuade Adaline to give you her room, right?”
Jemima shook her head quickly. “No!”
“Go to your room.”
“No! I want this room!” She stomped her foot.
“Jemima! I said go to your fucking room!” Mom shouted at her and my mouth formed into an ‘O’ . Parents and swearing are never good together.
Jemima groaned and went to her room.
Mom and dad gave me a look of warning. “Hope you won’t do anything!”
I raised my hands up in surrender and shook my head. They left after that, closing the door after them.
I sighed in relief.
Good God…
•°•°•°•°•
I stood on my bed , surfing the web on my laptop. Surfing my ass. I was playing some Sue games. Don’t judge.
Oh my God, I didn’t play this game in a long time! It’s a game with a bartender and you need to make the perfect drink -or cocktail, I don’t know- by mixing other drinks. I clicked on it and began to play.
The bartender died, commited suicide and what not until I gave up on making the perfect cocktail.
I went on Facebook and saw that I have one friend request from…
Ayato Anders.
I stood in my spot , my heart beating more quickly. The fuck I’m getting worked over that?
I denied his friendship request. I don’t want to be friends with him.
Ping.
A notification interrupted my train of thoughts.
Ayato Anders wants to be friends with you.
What the…?
Doesn’t he understand that I don’t want to be friends with him?
I decided to leave him alone and logged out of Facebook. I checked out my Wattpad and saw that I have three new followers.
Yay! Now I have five followers! Party with me!
Yeah, no…
I logged out of Wattpad and put my laptop on my desk. I went and sat on the bed. I took my phone and checked the time but rechecked it , because I wasn’t paying attention the first time: 12:36 AM.
Damn, it’s late! I have school tomorrow.
I put my phone on the nightstand and flicked off the light. I went to bed and covered myself with the blanket.
Ugh! Too hot!
I took the blanket off of me.
Too cold!
I put the blanket on me again.
Hot!
I popped out one leg outside and sighed in content.
Perfect.
Crack…
What was that?!
Step…
What the…?
Crrrrt…
The fuck?!
I took the leg inside the blanket.
Is there a monster inside my room ? I thought…
Step. Step. Step.
I heard some steps , then something heavy was pressed down on me.
I was ready to scream but a hand on my mouth stopped me.
“Shh. It’s me Jemima, Ayato,” The voice of the monster was heard.
“The fuck?!” I shouted in his hand but it came out muffled.
“Shit! Cherry?” He asked and took his hand off from my mouth.
“No! It’s Adaline!” I yelled at him but he put his hand back on my mouth.
“Don’t scream , okay?” I nodded my head and he gave his hand off from my mouth. Stupid boy…
“Why the fuck are you in my room?! And get yourself off of me!” I screamed at him.
“Shh! I thought it was Jemima! Besides, I you better being under me.” He said cockily. I pushed him off of me and he fell on the floor with a low ‘thud’ .
“Oomph,” He whined. I heard a few steps coming and then a knock on my door.
“Adaline , are you alright?” I heard my father’s voice on the outside. I widened my eyes and , perhaps, Ayato did that too.
“Yeah, dad!” I shouted , my voice trembling. Damn it!
There was a little bit of silence and it let me thinking that my father left but he didn’t, because he spoke. “I’m coming in!”
“No!” I screamed and shot up from the bed. “I mean no , dad! I’m fine! I just had a dream and fall off from the bed!” I heard Ayato stifling his laugh in the background. How dare he?! He’s the one responsible of my father being here.
I glared at him and prayed that my father will leave.
“Okay!” Then my dad left. I sighed in relief , then I turned to Ayato.
“Leave!” My tone was firm. I couldn’t see him very good but I could tell that he stood up. He came to me and stood on my bed.
“Nah! I like it better, here, with you,” He commented, making a light blush creep onto my cheeks.
“Please, Ayato,” I whined. I flicked the light to my lamp on , and when I turned around, I flinched , because of the proximity between me and Ayato.
“If you give me a kiss,” He challenged me. I widened my eyes.
“Hell no!” I tried to make more distance between us. He shrugged , putting a blank expression on his face. What’s wrong with him? Haven’t he been rejected in a long time?
He shrugged and went to my window.
“Your loss,” And with that, he left.
I scoffed, turned off the light and went to sleep , but the thought of him wanting to kiss me won’t leave my mind.