SPECIAL CHAPTER— IRINA

Edmund took me to an enormous house, one that was too big for a family, maybe he has relatives that live here?

I shake my head of the thoughts as i get out of the jeep and walk through the front door, trailing a couple feet behind him.

I would be lying if I said he was ugly because he looks like the reproduction of a God.

Oh my goodness what am I saying? I can't fall for him, he makesout with tons of girls in the hallway, I don't even want to know what happens if they study together? That is so gross. Yeah, study biology with real fucking bodies.

I chuckled at the joke in my head as I tried to follow him up the stairs, each footstep was followed by a groan of pain.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Edmund asked turning around to face me.

"I'm very capable of climbing stairs after having a wound reopened on my stomach that was made by a—You know what. I feel so much better after climbing these stairs. I'll be out of your hair," I said sarcastically limping down the staircase and practical