Rose
Three days... f**k.
I lie down next to a sleeping Ryder and stare at his face.
There are cameras watching us right now, tapes recording us and all I can do is sit here?
Hell no.
Leaving feels best even though we'd still be recorded somehow by our clothes.
An idea pops into my mind and I feel a bitter sorrow that runs through me but is for the best.
"Ryder, wake up." I shake him a bit but he doesn't stir.
"Ryder!" I place my hands on his chest and suddenly, he grabs my hand and pulls me onto his chest.
I yelp and fall.
He chuckles, now holding me down with both his arms. I sit up on his lap and he lets me, loosening his hold on my waist.
I straddle him and he lifts his upper body, scooching back to lean on the wall. He leans into my face and I can't help the smile that appe
