Bad Boy's Girl

Chapter 4

I walk out of my bedroom, my hair a mess and I probably look dead to the world, because that is how I feel right now. As I do most mornings, I am still adjusting to my new home, and Damon is not making it any easier.

“Hurry up” I call into the bathroom when I try to push the door open and it is locked. Damon always does this, goes into the bathroom, just as I get out of bed, and then takes for ever.

“Baby, if you want to see me like this every morning, you can just ask” Damon states cockily, walking out of the bathroom with his towel hung dangerously low and hair wet.

“Jump in front of a bus” I rumble and push past him into the bathroom.

“You would miss me” he yells back as I turn in the water. He is wrong there, I have only known him for a week and I am sick of him, which is not a good sign if you ask me.

“I am going to work” I call to Damon, where ever he is. I grab my keys off the kitchen counter, along with a yoghurt and go to leave the apartment.

“You have a job” Damon asks, walking into the lounge room, now dressed in a tight white singles a soccer shorts.

“No. I just leave the house every day and do nothing” I roll my eyes at the stupid bot I live with.

“Hey. Uhh.” He goes to say but hesitates when he clearly forgot my name.

“Wow” I mumble and leave the apartment to go to work. I will have a much better time there, then here with that i***t.

I get into my car just as my phone rings.

“Hello?” I ask to the no caller ID.

“Skye. Are you going to be home tonight?” Damon asks through the phone.

“Yes?”

“Can you not be” he asks cockily.

I hang up the phone and make a fake barfing noise. There is no way I’m going home now. I will go and visit Lilah while I am not going home. They should allow me on campus.

***

“Hey!” I cheer and barge into Lilah’s dorm.

“What are you doing here?” she asks, standing off her bed, her dorm mate not here.

“I just thought I would visit my best friend” I smile brightly and lay on her small single bed.

“What do you want?” she asks, putting her hands on her waist and raising an eyebrow.

“Do I have to have a reason to visit you?” I ask innocently.

“After work in the middle of the week, yes. Now spill” she states and sits on my feet.

I pull I feet front underneath her and curl my legs up to my chest.

“I don’t want to go home yet.” I tell her.

“Why not?” she asks confused. From what she knows, I was so very excited to be moving out of my mums and in to my own place.

“Damon has a girl there” I say making a hurling noise at the end.

“Oh. I see” she laughs and grabs her laptop that she was working on when I barged in. “Well I have to study for a text that I have tomorrow, so you can entertain yourself until you are ready to leave” She tells me, already more interested in the writing on her computer screen.

“Stop” Lilah hisses. And I can’t help but laugh. I know I should be, but I have been doing all these small little things to annoy her, and entertain myself like she told me too, and now she has finally snapped.

“Sorry” I say and hang my head off the side of her bed, while my legs run up the wall.

“Skye, you need to get out of my dorm, it is lights out soon, and that means you can’t be here” she says and closes the lid of her computer.

I let out an over exaggerated sigh and swing my legs around to stand off her bed.

“I guess this is goodbye” I play and pull my best friend into a hug. “I gonna miss you” I say and fake cry. Leaving her room with one last wave, making her laugh. She needed a laugh after all that studying she has just done.

I finally have to go back to my apartment. I hope the girl that Damon has brought home, is gone. I don’t want to hear what they are doing in the room beside mine, and hopefully, I won’t have to.

“Hello?” I ask, walking into my light up apartment, meaning Damon is indeed home and awake.

I walk into the kitchen and pull a note, which is being held up by a magnet, off and read.

‘Will be home later. Don’t have too much fun ;)’

That jerk made me stay out of the apartment this afternoon, making me think that he is going to have some bimbo, and he isn’t even home. And he doesn’t even have the decency to turn out any of the lightly.

I scrunch up the note and throw it into the bin. While I was out annoying me best friend, I could have had a night at home after work. I get changed into my Pj’s and go back to the living room. I turn the TV on and switch it to MTV top 100, turning the volume up.

One of my favourite things after work is to come home and listen to music; it calms me down after dealing with so many people through my day.

I am up dancing on the coffee table when the door opens.

“Great dancing baby” Damon’s voice beams, making me lose my footing and almost fall.

I turn to the door to get up Damon, but he is already moved from there.

I hear him in the kitchen, so I storm in and prepare myself to yell at him, but that changes when I see the state of him.

“What happened?” I ask when I see a bruise covering his left eye.

“Nothing” he says and presses a piece of uncooked meat against his face.

“That isn’t nothing” I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Just drop it” he growls and I find that it is clearly a touchy subject.

“Okay then, we aren’t going to talk about that, but we sure as hell are going to talk about why you got me out of OUR apartment, and you didn’t even stay here” I hiss and lean slightly on the counter.

“I was going to have a girl over, but then something came up” he stated, referring to the reason why he had a black eye.

“Maybe you could have called me and told me ‘Oh Skye, you don’t have to find something to consume your time because I am not screwing some w***e. You can come home’” I state crossly.

“Yeah” he says briefly and leaves to his bedroom.

Well that was just a lovely one sided conversation.