"Well, sorry to disappoint you but I need a verbal response. Your face is not answer enough." I climb off him. "Go get cleaned, you filthy b*st*ard. I have a job for you." I walk out of the room and go to my cabin.
"CREEP!" I shout at him. "WHERE THE HELL AM I EVEN MENT TO GO TO GET CLEANED?! I don't want any trace of you on me!" I blush a little then fold my arms as I start to get up, pulling my old ripped clothes back on.
"Or just ignore then..." I get changed, trying not to touch the painful scratches and bites I had. After getting ready I rustle my hair then try to flatten it, but sigh as it still looks sorta messy. I sit down and rub my glasses so they are clean. When is he coming back...?
- - - Post Merge - - -
I wake up after falling off my bed. I wonder where my brother is...