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Chapter 10: ➣ I Look Like A Walrus

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I stared at the ceiling with a blank face, recounting my thoughts about the past week. Yes, It's been exactly a week as of today when Nathan, Jason, and Gabe duct taped me to the back of their van and kidnapped me and in the short span of 7 days I almost got shot in the head twice, was chased by thugs, had another 20k added to my ransom and managed to annoy Xavier all the while.

How could my life get any worse in the next few days?

All I wanted was a pint of Ben and Jerry's and this happens!? God, I really have bad timing with my life. Hopefully, I can keep out of trouble and pass in the following week without any stupidity, but deep down, I knew that wasn't gonna happen.

"Are you done thinking about how fucked you are?"

I screamed and scrambled up with a pillow in my hand to whack the intruder, only for it to be the stupid crime boss himself. He was dressed in his usual black jeans and dark green shirt, topped with a jacket, never not managing to look mouth-watering as always. 

"How long have you been there?!" I glared at him, placing the fluffy white pillow down where it was.

"Long enough," He murmured with a cunning smirk. God he's like the next Di Vinci code. "Get up, breakfast is in the kitchen, and afterwards I want you to do the laundry," He ordered before turning around, proceeding to walk out.

"What am I? Your maid?" I scoffed discreetly not wanting to piss him off even though I had every right to.

"Skyler, last warning, stop talking back to me and do what I say!" He snapped and I jumped at the sudden change in tone. Something told me Xavier woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Again.

"Okay sheesh," I murmured, lazily collecting myself up from my beautiful, welcoming, gorgeous bed. God mama's gonna miss you for the next 12 or so hours.

Stretching my arms over my head, a yawn the size of a walrus escaped my mouth and I licked my chapped dry lips before walking to the bathroom. Shoving open the door into the marble masterpiece for a washroom I stumbled in, almost screaming at the sight of my morning face,

God, I look like an insult to actual walruses. 

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After managing to tame my bed hair, calm my city-killing breath and getting myself clean from smelling like a public bathroom I crawled downstairs. All I wanted now was a nice bowl of coco pops or possibly some OJ to maybe shine some light on my 'going to be horrible' day washing Xavier's underwear.

"We can't tell her! Are you retarded?" Natasha's panicky hushed voice sounded from the kitchen as I stopped dead in my tracks. Tell who? What?

"No, I'm not retarded," Jason's snarky voice commented and I found myself rolling my eyes out of habit from his annoying voice. , "It'll be funny when she finds out!"

"Yeh, no, she's gonna freak," Gabe sighed, getting a word in, "We're not sure who did it or why, so until then it's gonna stay secret!"

"I say we tell her, it'll be hilarious!" Jason shot back loudly.