I'm smiling at the leech. I'm f*****g smiling at her. I realize what I am doing and look away from her.
This whole situation is getting out of hand. Like last night for example. I go to my room to pass out for a while. Forgetting that the leech is in it when I see Patrick standing outside my door. I dismiss him and walk in quietly to my room. Its pitch dark but my ultra good sight can see it all. I saw that she had pulled the duvet and one of my pillows off my bed. I looked around and saw her lying in the corner of the room.
At first, I was pissed. What the hell? Does she think she is too good for my bed? I was about to carry her ass over to it when I stopped, standing next to her body. Strands of her curly hair had fallen forward onto her forehead. I brushed it off. The feel of her ha
