"Okay, i'm sorry! Oh god, why is he doing this to you two?" Ms benson replied to my snapping, touching the scar that was onto Melanies face.
"Ouch!" She replied, removing the ladies hand from her flesh.
"He's been beating us, badly." Melanie added, looking down at her batterd knees, smiling at the fact we got away. and that i actually took the manners to take her.
"Well, that won't happen anymore, you two are staying here! I'll get the guest room ready for you two, so i hope you don't mind sleeping together." Ms benson added, getting from the sofa and getting us a glass of water.
"I hope freddie won't mind." Melanie told her, taking a light sip from the glass.
"Oh it doesn't matter if he does mind, it isn't his house and your staying regardless." Ms benson added, sitting back on the sofa. Leading us to limp down.
Freddie walked into the door, staring me and mostly me, he looked me up and down before asking the common question "what are you doing here?"
"None of your concerns." I replied, looking up at him and then back down "Well, your in my house escuse me." Freddie replied, going into the kitchen. I could feel him still admiring me, From a distance.
"Freddie! Sam, quit it this instant!" His mother demanded, looking at us like we were two pshyco's.
"Okay, okay." i replied looking to my left.
"Dude sam can i talk to you for a minute?" Freddie asked, coming over to pull my arm.
I went after him and when we reached the distination i smartly added, "Well, you didn't need my answer did you?"
"Why do you treat me so badly?" He asked, looking into my eyes.
"I dont know why do i?" I joked, thinking he'd reply thinking its funny.
"No sam, seriously just tell me. I'm dying to know." He said looking into my eyes.
"I don't hate you, I love you, always have." I said, answering.
He didn't answer...