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I swallow the lump in my throat and look down at the sheets.

What does he mean he doesn't forgive me yet?

Did I do something to hurt him without realizing it.

Should I ask him what I did so I can make it better?

I really want to , but knowing him he'd probably just yell at me and storm off.

I let out a sigh and snuggle my face deeper into the pillows.

This sucks.

"Quit all you hugging and puffing," he says

"If you got something to say, say it".

I stiffen up and stay silent.

Fuck it, I'll say it, or, at least some of it.

"I've got a lot to say actually," I slur out on purpose.

He leans up and peers over at me confused.

"You what?," he asks.

I let out a sigh and try harder to make my words incomprehensible.

"I have a lot to say," I slur again.

I push my lips into the pillow and say it hoping that's he doesn't hear me.

Sadly it seems like he dose.

" If you have a lot to say then say it, don't be extra," he scoffs

I glare at the sheets and swallow the lump in my throat .

"Maybe I could if you weren't always such an ass whenever people talk to you I would ," I grumble under my breath.

"I heard that you brat," he says.

I roll my eyes.

"It's the truth tho?," I mutter .

He gently rolls me over to face him and sits up against the head board.

I narrow my eyes at him.

"Why didn't you sit me up too?," I asks suspiciously.

He lightly chuckles and glares.

"So I can look down on you  obviously ," he says casually.

My mouth gapes and I fight the urge to leap up and strangle him.

I don't care how badly I'm hurt, that's a risk I'm willing to take.

"It's late, hurry and say what you gotta say," he says.

He stares at me intently waiting for me to speak.

Despite the aching pain, I try to slowly roll over to face away from him.

To my dismay, hold my shoulder down firmly and keeps me in place.

"You're not about to waste my time and make me sit up for nothing, speak," he orders.

None of that is actually my fault though.

That's a choice he made me his own.

"No one told you to sit up ," I say smugly.

I may have sounded confident but I feel my armpits getting damp.

Curse my excessive sweating when I get nervous.

I chuckle awkwardly and look around the room.

"Nice weather?," I ask.

He glare at me ferociously and growls lightly .