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Well, technically you're here because you manipulated your whole family! because you're a manipulative dick. just like you manipulated me today!
Her words ring in my head. What's worse is what she said was right but I didn't think that's how she saw me.
Is that all I am in her story? A manipulative dick?
Is that it?
On top of that, I'm like 99% sure I screamed I loved her in the middle of an argument.
Definitely not how I wanted it to happen.
I'm seriously hoping she didn't hear it and we can move past it so when I do tell her, it's not with me screaming at her like a lunatic.
Of course she heard it. She's Lina, that's why she froze in a panic for a solid minute and a half.
"Fuck." I mutter to myself, turning off the shower and wrapping a towel around my waist
On the bright side, I've managed to wash off the smell of hitchhiking through a fucking field filled with cows and sheep.
I grab another towel and begin to dry my hair with it, walking out the bathroom as I do.
I walk to my dresser and pull out a pair of plaid pyjama pants and tug them on.
When I turn to the bed I see a book, sitting in the middle with pink tabs coming out the side of it.
My brows furrow as I walk to the bed to pick it up when I see a note on top of it.
Read the tabbed pages.
-EShe finally caved and read the book I got her didn't she?
To be fair she waited longer than I thought she would. She didn't let curiosity get the better of her, which is highly uncharacteristic of her.
I pick up the book and take the note off.
Jane Eyre
I run my fingers down the pink tabs and count them.
There's five.
She's putting my three to shame.
Although she is the most competitive motherfucker I know so I'm not surprised she tagged more. I'd be more surprised if she didn't do it on purpose.
I put the book on my nightstand.
I'm not ready to read it if she's just going to tell me how stupid I was or something, I wouldn't be surprised if she did that.
I'm not ready to be humiliated by my stupid idea of telling her I loved her through a book and then yelling it at her when we were both pissed.
I continue to dry my hair gently with the towel before throwing myself onto my bed and switching on the TV.
YOU ARE READING
My Sanctuary
RomanceLina has agoraphobia and severe OCD and hasn't left the farm her and her mother own in over 2 years but what happens when he mother rents out the barn to a family and a 17 year old boy with striking features and is grieving the loss of his dad move...