Chapter 18

" clean all those shoes will you and spread them out so they wouldn't smell. " 

I say tapping away on my phone, smiling to my face, waiting for her to blow up really bad and probably beat me up. She mutter some incoherent words as if cursing. 

I face her mildly, she grab the shoes and start to clean them up harshly as if they were the dirtiest thing she's ever seen before. I smile concentrating on the phone. I hear her toss the shoes on the floor scattering them all about as if they were the children of isreal. She grabs some and kick some with her foor, opening the door with her elbow, banging the door close. 

The door open and close again, she come in hands in her hair. Looking as of she just came out of a hospital, sick, days on end. I smile sheepishly again turning to face her, she doesn't spare me a glance but I speak 

" Um.... Anna could you grab me a cup of water? "

The glare she gives me send me slouching in my chair, lo