°Amy's POV °
I didn't think it was a great idea to go to school, not that it wasn't a great idea, I didn't want to.
Not after yesterday, Gia wouldn't stop tugging at my mind.
“You lustful thing, haven't you had a taste of him?!” I yelled at her, tugging at my hair, wishing that I could just pull her off from under my skin and not live the life of two beings!
Well…too bad…that wasn't possible.
Gia purred.
“Taste of who?”
My heart sank, Mom.
“Mom, Why can't you just knock? I mean you have hands, and you can just hit your knuckles against the door.” I said.
“Who's your mate?” She asked, walking up to me.
I sighed. She wasn't listening.
“It's nobody, okay? I didn't see my mate yesterday, maybe he's not in town or in the country, or…I probably hope…he's not in the world.” I replied,
