Chapter Seven

POV. Amber

I'm getting so fucking fed up with his talking and enpty threts, so I walk around him. He walks back into my path.

So I booty bump him out of the way and he actualy moves, with how big he is I wasn't expecting to be able to move him. But I just shrug it off. Maybe I just cought him off guard or he didn't see me doing that to him in a millon years.

I hop on my bike, start her up and take off full speed heading home. When I got home I walked through the front door, not to my surprise but my father wasn't home. So I go up to my room to take a shower.

Once I'm out of the shower I walk over to my bed and lay down to relaxe when there's a knock on my door. "One second." I say. But the knocking continus. Once I'm dressed I walk over and open the door.

"What the hell I cant just have to fucking seconds to get fucking ready? I would rather not walk out here in only a fucking towl!" I say without looking who it is because my father wouldn't have bothered to knock a second fucking time he knows that it bugs the living shit out of me when people sit there and knock consetently to get a fucking ancer.

"I wouldn't have minded." Came an all too furmiler voice that belonged to none other than Alexander.

"What the hell are you doing in my fucking house uninvited?" I all but grow out what the fuck is up with all of this growling I think its fucking contages, because now he has me doing it and I wouldn't have even noticed if it wasn't for the vibrating sencashon emiting from with in my chest.

"I was invited." Was his simple anser. If he thought that I would let him go with that lazy ass anser then he had another thing coming for him.

"By who? Because it shore as fuck wasn't by me, and my father shoure as fuck wouldn't have let some fucking boy into his house without him ansering a fuck tone of questons.