Too Dangerous To Mate

ms to be a hobby of mine. People tell me I'm not bad. Who am I kidding,

t of Adam talking to his father. They both seem to be giving me occasional glances my way. It causes me to quicken my

hey d

rabbing my head phones and shoving it into my ears. At least if he ca

gain. I ignore him the best I can and reach my house.

t with my shoulder and twirls me around to face him. I stumble back, put

t I shake my head rapidly and point to my ear

at to feed. See you later!" I make a attempt to get away when he

fingers, staring down at the fac

h. How did the thought ne

ing to music," He mutte

ie. And he can tell. I don't have a cat. Come to the think of it, I don't even like cats

u don't like cats." He says and thrusts the headphones

chat we had. But I have to-" This ti

bonfire tonight?" He asks. "Or do y

I glare at him. God, I'm so stupid for coming up with

need you there tonight. You've been ditching out on t

s shoot up. Fo

eally need you th

thly bonfires. I never knew he realized I was gone from those.

es at me, a ominous glint in his eyes that leads me to believ

d gives me a shrug. He turns on his heels

girls from the pack staring after. But all for the wrong reasons. They stare because they lust for him. I stare because I'm cr

ad. He's not wort

the door. I know my father is aware I'm home since I hear the shuffle

o do. Mask the fact he's been sitting on the couch, staring at the pictures

He hasn't. I pity him because he's pathetic. Not be

refuses to even talk about it. Or her for the matter. So

we had a proper talk. I can't remember

t, I abandon the support from the counter and place the dirty plates

" He calls.