55. EPOV

This doesn't surprise me, I know you and I know that when you get confused or feel attacked, you lash out to avoid getting emotionally involved in something that might hurt you. It's a human defense thing, and I understand. But I can't very well tell you that it's you that I want as a girlfriend, I know you're not ready to hear any of that and I don't want to chase you away. So I do the one thing I know I can do best: piss you off.

"Yes, you're my test subject. But hey, you're not involved with anyone else now, are you? So why not soak up my attention while you're waiting for someone to sweep you off your feet?" The lie burns my throat, but I can't confess. I'm chickening out.

Your eyes flash, and I know you've just gone from pissed to furious. I want to laugh, but I know that'll ruin our whole weekend. You need to get rid of this, and then we can go back to having fun.

"I am not an attention whore! Is this why you brought me here?" You say in a scary voice that sends a shiver down my spine. And all I want to do is laugh.