Mother fucker. 'Let me know if you need anything'. Seriously? "You can scroll up if it will make you feel better" Amelia says somewhat solemnly, leaning back in her chair and taking a sip of her tea. Shit, she thinks I don't trust her. I reach my hand up and tuck some of her hair behind her ear as
"Is she still asleep?" Amelia asks as I walk into the room. She's already half dressed, sliding on a pair of track pants after having already rid herself of her sweater, now wearing one of my Pink Floyd t-shirts. Damn, I got caught up in being a good uncle and I missed the show. "She's completely a
This is the shit that really sucks. She's not been looked after, not for a very long time at least. That's my job, that's what I'm here to do. Whatever she wants or needs, I need to figure out a way to get her to understand that she's not an inconvenience, that she never has been. She's a gift, a pr
I leave the administration building feeling like a large weight has lifted off of my shoulders. The meeting has gone well, and if I maintain my grades with all the additional work, I can graduate early at the end of next semester. I have a couple of minutes before I'm due for work, so I sit down on
"I didn't even know you last year how do you know who I was dating?" I ask him, feeling a slightly flutter of nerves in my stomach as I wait for him to answer. I'm surprised at the chuckle that leaves his lips as he places the box in between us and starts unpacking books onto the shelves. "Everyone
I play with his hair slowly in an effort to calm him down. I don't know what to say, or what to do. "I'm fine, I put him in his place" I say after a minute. Rhode still seems quite mad, but it's not directed at me like it was when he caught Ryan asking me out. God that seems like forever ago now.
I know he loves America, and what better way to see it than with him. If I quit my job I won't have anything here to deal with, and the timing for school couldn't be more perfect. "Does that mean you'll take me to Disneyland?" I ask with a smile, circling one of his rings with my finger. He chuckle
I need a little independence, some space, and it's not because I don't love you because I love you so much. It's because I love you that I don't want to rush back into living together. I mean I'm definitely going to stay over a lot, but we will get back there" His thumb skims across the thin materia