If you're easily triggered, yeah this book aint for you.
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A loud thud woke me up.
I yawned as I stretched my arms. I brushed against something, someone.
I looked over my shoulder and noticed a shirtless boy laying in my bed with a pillow over his face. The covers were low enough that I could see the defined abs and v-line.
And the Cleopatra tattoo..
"Jahseh?" I mumbled to myself.
Whats he doing in my bed?
Footsteps echoed slightly. I turned to my clock and noticed it said 12 a.m. Oh I slept 14 hours? Damn.. that's nice.
That's what I get for getting high and saying up the day before spending my morning walking at some mall with a boy that I don't even know.
And now he's in my bed.
"X?" A man's voice whispered, almost as if he was looking for Jahseh.
I tilted my head trying to recognize it..
I know I know it... Shit Craig! Why's he coming in so late??
I pushed Jahseh, trying to wake him up.
He gripped my wrists. "Don't fucking touch me." And he threw my hands back.
"My brother's here!" I whisper-yelled, jumping up.
He rolled his eyes and grumbled beneath his breath. He slipped on his shirt "Just pretend to be asleep." He said walking over to the beanbag chair in my room. He sat on it and pulled out his phone.
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"X? You in here?" Craig whispered poking his head in through the door.
"Yeah." I whispered back.
"Whatchu doing in my sister's room?" He asked.
"She didn't want to sleep knowing you weren't home yet so I just kept her company till she fell asleep." I shrugged, stuffing my phone into my pocket. "Imma head out." I walked out her room.
