Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend 22 22 She Wants To Talk

In my mind, all I could see were blank images of someone. The person's eyes piercing deeply in my slightly closed eye.

f.u.c.k if this were to be real, I'm going to swat the person's a.s.s for doing that s.h.i.+t. I sigh in my sleep. For a second I thought I was being watched like pregnant Becky said she felt they were being watched in THE TALL GRa.s.s movie I saw before I dozed after the long day I spent with Mike.

I roll around to the other side of my bed and this time I wasn't being watched but there's a light tap on my skin. I roll around. "Clara what the f.u.c.k!". I groan with my eyes barely open. Almost pus.h.i.+ng Clara with my legs.

"You alright?". Clara asks and place her hand on my forehead with her other hand on her forehead.

"What are you doing?" I say through gritted teeth and takes my phone that lays beside me after I fell asleep to check the time. "6:00 pm". I groan.

"You've got no idea how you were making weird noise and at the same time rolling around your bed! were you fighting with one of your lovers or something?.

"I'm fighting with your a.s.s! Now get the h.e.l.l off my bed! Before I swat your a.s.s as I planned on doing". I laugh and grab the blanket beside me to cover my head with the intent of going back to sleep.

"Hey! Come let's go to Tacha... She wants to talk now". Clara says and I quickly pull the blanket off my head.

"Seriously?. I ask and she nods. We better hurry before she changes her mind. I groan and climbed off my bed while Clara followed behind. We walked down the hallway to Tacha's room. I pray she talks now if not I would be forced to open her mouth for her.