Moving on, I could see she had a dartboard and lots of art on the walls and that the living room doubled as the dining room with a dining table settled along the glass wall. "Wow," I breathed as I walked up to it. Even in the dreary weather, the view was incredible. The forest broke at the edge of the lake, revealing the huge body of water. There was a dock floating by the shore and a couple of kayaks propped up by the trees. "You really designed this place? That's really amazing. I'm impressed.""I can tell," Georgia said, coming to stand beside me. She grinned. "You're cute when you're excited."I felt myself blush before I could stop it. Did she have to smile so beautiful while saying that? "Shut up.""But thank you. I don't show off my place to many so I appreciate the compliment," she continued, getting more serious."Why don't you invite people over? I'd be showing it off to everyone.""This is the only place I have left," she said, gazing out at the lake, her jaw tightening.
GeorgiaMy fingers twitched at my side as I watched Wilson examine every inch of my house. As much as I loved watching his expressions of awe, I felt nervous. The initial high of having someone over had worn off and I felt antsy. It'd been a long time since I'd let someone over. Even longer since I had a guy over. I didn't know why I was so nervous. He seemed perfectly at ease. Shouldn't he be the one feeling anxious? Especially after the incident with my sister's room? I'd left the door unlocked so it was really my fault, but my rash actions didn't seem to have bothered him at all.The man in question pressed his face against the glass wall that overlooked the lake and I wanted to tell him not to smudge it but managed to keep my mouth shut. He moved into the kitchen, trailing a hand across the marble countertops and stopping by the spice rack to inspect the contents.I stayed rooted to the spot, unsure whether to go after him or not. It kind of annoyed me that I felt uncomfortable i
Georgia"If it's not something like that, could it be that you're actually a mass murderer and...""No," I snapped, cutting him off. "It's my older sister's room."He snapped his mouth shut, his eyes widening. "Oh! I forgot you had a sister."I pressed my lips together, grimacing inwardly. I didn't want to talk about this. I'd been caught off guard and had let it slip. "I don't like to talk about her," I said tensely."We don't have to talk about her, I feel that same way about my sister," he replied easily.I stayed silent because no one ever let the subject of my sister go without me snapping. However, a few moments of silence passed and Wilson stayed quiet. Then something clicked. "You have a sister?""Is that the one personal question you're asking me?"I hesitated and then nodded. I was a bit curious about his family life, but I'd be a hypocrite if I wanted to pry too deeply."Yep, I do. She's older than me but she acts much younger than me. And she acts really dumb, but she's
WilsonGeorgia was staring at me. I tried really hard not to notice, but it was pretty much impossible. Her eyes followed me everywhere I went. She was so busy watching me that she almost caught the meatballs she was making on fire (her idea of a great dinner was spaghetti and meatballs made from scratch).That aside, her constant gaze was making me unconmfortable. Even while we were eating dinner she was staring and she missed her mouth at least five times, leaving a trail of tomato sauce down her chin, which she didn't wipe away in time, so it left a stain on her pale skin.I ate with my head down, so I didn't have to make eye contact with her. Why was she acting so weird? Was it because I told her about my family? If I'd known she was going to react like this, I wouldn't have mentioned it.Her change in demeanor and attitude was so drastic and sudden it creeped me out. Did she really feel that badly for treating me the way she had been? I appreciated it, but maybe she was taking it
For a moment it seemed as though Georgia was going to argue with me, but she just sighed lightly. "Are you done? We can leave now; I'll finish eating later. You're barely going to get any sleep. You need at least eight hours of sleep each night.""I usually survive on five," I told her, standing from the table. "Do you need help cleaning up?""No, I'm not paying you to clean up. I can do it after. Let's go."As we left her house, I caught myself glancing back at the room she'd scolded me for almost entering earlier. Seeing how it was her brother's room, I get that she didn't want me going in there. But did her brother still live here or not? Why would Georgia leave her room set up if she didn't? Maybe her family was just as messed up as mine.Georgia held the door open for me and we headed for her fancy BMW. I turned the radio on as soon as the car started, Andrea was standing there with a huge smile on her face holding what I suspected to be packs of food."There you are," she growle
Wilson's POVI stumbled my way into my bedroom and almost gasped. My bed was torn to shreds; my pillows were in pieces. My closet was practically empty. "Who steals shitty clothes?" I yelled into the destroyed room, kicking at one of the pillows strewn on the ground.I couldn't believe it. I should've known those hobos were up to something. I shouldn't have let them stay as long as I had. I should've done something about them in the very beginning. This was what I got for my kindness? Georgia appeared in my bedroom doorway, frowning deeply. "The police are on their way. You should take some pictures.""I get it," I muttered."Excuse me?""I totally get homeless people wanting things," I ground out, "but did they have to steal from someone who barely has anything? I mean come on! Just ask for some hand-me-downs! Don't wreck my entire place! What the hell. What the hell?" I ran my hands through my hair, letting out a frustrated sigh. I was so dumb. I should've foreseen this."You sho
"Wilson? What's wrong?""Um," I started, hating how my voice was shaking. "The dress you bought me is gone. They stole it.""The one from the other night?""Yeah. I'm really sorry. I know it was a lot of money," I said, staring at the empty shoebox. "The heels are gone too."Georgia took a sharp breath of air and I prepared myself to be berated. "I'm really sorry!" I said quickly, feeling horribly embarrassed. Tears were starting to form again. "I'll pay you back for them. I really liked them. I really wanted another chance to wear the dress. I'm really sorry you had to waste yur money. I'm really sorry my shitty luck caused you to lose money-""Wilson," Georgia interjected when I paused to take a breath. "Calm down."I shut up because a few tears rolled down my face and I knew if I spoke at this point my voice would crack."Don't worry about the dress. That much money doesn't- no, I mean, I don't want you to pay me back for it," she told me, her voice low and serious. "That's the la
Georgia's POVRain pattered against the wall window in my living room and I tried hard to focus on it and not the young man who was currently soaking in the Jacuzzi tub in the room above. I sat on the couch with one leg crossed over my other, drumming my fingers on my knee. After so many years of solitude in my house, it felt strange to have another presence around. Solene usually only stayed for a couple hours when she came over, but Wilson was staying the whole night.I looked down at the couch where he'd probably be sleeping. Wilson was big, but I didn't think he'd be able to lie down comfortably on it. I'd mostly bought it for the sake of the design in my living room and the fact that it was a good brand. It wasn't meant for sleeping on. But what was I supposed to do? Offer for him to sleep in my bed with me? I'd most likely get accused of seducing him- and I definitely wasn't going to be the one sleeping on the couch.He's been through a stressful situation, I scolded myself. I c