Friends with Sexy Benefits 8

GRETEL HARGREAVES

"Wake up, fool." He stirred on the bed mumbling nonsense then continued his sleep. I was growing impatient. Waking Hansel was by far the most frustrating thing to do in life.

"Get the fuck up!" I yelled, throwing a punch straight into his jaw.

My bony fist connected with his mouth which his head jerk as he sat upright instantly.

Hansel eyed me surprised and worried all at once. He was still trying to figure out the reason I was looking mad and the person who had punched him. The green cloak I wore added to the mystery.

I didn't have time for that. When I was sure his brain was fully functional, I sat on the bed and said, "We're going after her."

"After who?"

"The tooth fairy. Who else do you think, idiot." I shot back letting a little of my frustration out.

Three days had passed since Matilda left and we still hadn't gotten a word from her. I knew Hansel was worried even though he was trying hard to hide it. Today he had been so withdrawn, that he hadn't eaten before