Fifteen: I'll do it.

Staring confoundedly at him, the next thing I could think of was to burst into laughter. I seriously hadn't heard of such before. I was literally not the first surrogate on Earth. Why was I being treated like a child then?

"Oh Mr Jace. Or whatever you call your name." I stopped laughing, and stretched my hand to poke his chest, causing him to flinch a little. "You're one crazy human. Swears."

"Pardon?" He frowned a little. 

On seeing his eyebrows curving into that disgusting scowl of his, I got infuriated even more. How dare he get annoyed at me? Was he crazy?

"Hey." My tone was almost in a shout, but I tried as much as possible to speak silently because of my sick mom. "Are you getting annoyed at me? Who are you? Do I even know your shit self? You want me to stay with you? What do you think will happen? You wanna try to…" I interrogated immensely, sounding so irritated. But before I coul