Chapter 9

"Damn, that beer was potent. My eyes still sting," I said as I parked the car.

"That's what you get for being an inquisitive moron," Rose said.

"Well excuse me, but some of us do their jobs like they are supposed to. But I guess you wouldn't know that" I said.

"Whatever, I am going to bed!" Rose said and hurried off inside. I sighed. I doubted Mr. Laverne's plan would work. Rose had no intention of being my friend.

I went inside to flush my eyes. I wondered if Mr. Laverne ever sent her to anger management classes because she needs those. Every time it seems like she was warming up to me, she switches back to her old self that loves to verbally abuse me. I don't understand her.

I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. Just as I was about to drift into the dreamworld I heard banging on my door. What the hell?

"Rose? What is it? Something wrong?" I asked and looked at her with concern. Is she sleepwalking again?

But she appeared to be wide awake. "I can't sleep so you are staying up with me," she said and pushed her way inside.

"What the fuck? Just because you can't sleep, I have to stay up too? What kind of communist bullshit is this?" I rolled my eyes.

She sat on my bed and grinned. "You work for me, right? So you have to do what I tell you to," she said.

"First of all, I work for your grandfather young Missy. And second, working hour stops when it's bedtime so begone psycho woman," I said.

"Nope, I am staying. Go ahead and try to pick me up and throw me out again. I'll scream and wake the whole house," She stuck her tongue out.

I sighed and closed the door. I thought she hated me and wanted to stay away from me. Is she bipolar or what.

"Fine, you can stay. But only for a few minutes then you gotta go to bed," I said.

"I'll decide that. So, what do you want to do?" she asked. Her eyes were twinkling like she was up to something.

"Sleep," I said.

"Ugh.. besides that. Let's watch a movie!" she suggested.

"Yeah, I guess that's fine," I said and sat on the couch by the window.

"What's the point of hanging out with you if you are gonna be a million miles away from me? Come over here and sit next to me, pretty boy," she patted the spot next to her and gave me a seductive smile.

I don't know what she was trying to pull but I could tell it wasn't anything good.

"I am comfortable right here," I said, not moving.

"Oh come on Liam. What are you afraid of? I won't bite," she put her arms behind her and stretched.

"Are you sure about that?" I laughed nervously.

"Mhm...stop being a prude and sit next to me. I won't try anything I promise," she said.

"You swear?" I said.

"I swear," she said

"Swear on your grandfather," I said.

"I swear on that cooky old bastard," she said.

"No wait, it has to be something you love. Swear on your..."

"Jesus just come over and sit next to me already or I am really going to bite you," she said impatiently.

I had to do as she said because she might actually try to bite me. I couldn't risk agitating her in the middle of the night. I'll just be extra careful. So I flopped down next to her.

"There, you got me into bed. Don't you dare try anything inappropriate to me or I'll report you for sexual harassment, I said with a serious expression.

"Oh, please, just admit it. You want to fuck me don't you?" she said and trailed her finger on my arm. Her green eyes stared at me seductively.

"This may be hard to believe but I can resist your charms," I smirked.

"Then you should put your shirt back on so I don't get the wrong idea," she poked me on the chest.

"Shoot, good thinking!" I exclaimed and hurried to find a shirt.

"I was just joking," she rolled her eyes.

"I don't trust you. Anyway, what are we watching?" I asked.

"I found a movie where this girl gets kidnapped and this guy cut off her arms and legs then keep her as his living doll. Let's watch that!" her eyes were sparkling with joy.

"That sounds like a wonderful choice you psychopath," I laughed and put my arms around her shoulder and playfully squeezed it. I expected her to snap and slap my hand away but she just let me hold her. I started to remove my arm but she grabbed it.

"No, I am comfortable like this," she said quietly.

Something about the way we were sitting together seems a little intimate. I shouldn't stay so close to her like this. I could feel the warmth that radiated from her body. I thought about letting go of her and put a distance between us but I didn't want to ruin this moment. This was the first time she was acting calm and gentle around me.

She wasn't joking. The guy did cut off the arms and legs of the girl in the movie. Leave it to Rose for choosing a movie like this.

She leaned back and rested her body against mine. How can she act so comfortable with a guy she claimed to hate just yesterday?

"Are you okay? Your heart feels like its hammering against your chest," she said all of a sudden.

"Of course it is. I am a male full of testosterone that you just triggered by your very female body," I said casually.

"You are such a nerd. Who says stuff like that?" she giggled.

"I am very serious. You need to be more careful around me. In fact, you should stay away from ALL guys," I suggested.

"Yeah, you would like that wouldn't you?" she said suggestively.

I didn't say anything. I would be lying if I said having a beautiful girl like her near me didn't affect me. But she was way out of my league. I tried to focus on the movie.

Halfway through the movie, I heard light snoring. She was sleeping soundly on my chest. How can she sleep so peacefully through a horror movie where a girl is screaming and crying? Weirdo.

I sighed and picked her up. I have to take her to her own room before anyone sees us.