-AMELIA-What is wrong with this man? Is he bipolar or something? First he saves me from those men and then helps me with my wound and then all of a sudden becomes rude. I was thinking about this when I entered Sara’s room. I looked around the pink walls and her favorite teddy sitting on her bed. I went and took Mr. Red and hugged him close to me. Sara had named him Mr. Red because of his red color and I remember making fun of her for not coming up with a better name. “Sean your troubles have jus

-AMELIA-I hate alarms, why do they have to be on time always. I shut the alarm and went back to sleep snuggling into my blanket. It had been only a few minutes since the alarm and I woke to the sound of clatter of dishes ugh the universe doesn’t want me to sleep in late today. Was Sean still drunk to make so much noise? I got up cursing Sean for destroying my sleep and went to the bathroom. I messaged Jenny that I am fine and want to hear from her soon. It was an order from her that I have to message her everyday morning till she came back from Boston

-SEAN-I don’t understand why she needs to go on a date with that cop. I tried to make her understand but the girl was stubborn. Her question still triggers me, am I jealous? Even if I am why? I don’t like her in that way. I agreed on that friendship thing because I honestly think being her friend will make her more comfortable towards me and she will open up and tell me where

-SEAN-I looked at her and thought whether I should continue to be nice with her or threaten so that she knows when and where to her mouth. “Just because I am being a little nice to you doesn’t mean you can go and open your mouth to anyone you want. I had warned specifically about this matter and if you can’t still get it then I will have to use other mean

-AMELIA-I think I am going to have to start the conversation with this angry bird since he didn’t do anything but stare at me. "Hey are you okay? You seem angry. All good? “I said waving my hands in front of him haphazardly and then walked up to him and touched his shoulder but he pushed my hand away and dragged me to the couch.“What are you doing? Dragging me around as if the next minute you will push me down and make out with me?&r