Tasha's POV
Come to think of it, Desmond was right. I do need protection at the moment who knows what that guy can do to me if he gets the chance?
I can't help but wonder how he does it. Anyway, I have better things to do than that right now, like convincing Mary that I was sick. I usually come to the living room whenever I hear her come in.
But today I didn't do that, so that would catch her attention. Hopefully, it works. I cuddled up on my bed pretending to be sick when Mary entered the room. Yes it was going as planned.
"Tasha, what if I didn't see you when I got back? And then Desmond told me that you didn't go to school hope all is well?" she looked at me and saw me on the bed cuddled up.
"What is it? are you feeling alright?" she asked as she approached me and sat o
