Chapter 31: Crush... what?

Noah's POV

I was kind of scared and pissed off of the game god was playing with me, which I hated. Putting me in problems, when I have literally no one to get me out of it, and I have a non working brain right now. Seriously.

She was sitting quietly, unaware of the trauma I was going through, thinking of the time when her mom will come to know about her condition, about why she became like this, and that I laid in the same bed with her, which I'm sure will make her kill me with a knife that's been used a million times because she wouldn't want to waste a new knife to kill me.

Really.

Just then I thought that she has kind of moved here. So, we have to place all the things back to her house.

We didn't bring everything, just some clothes, some make up stuff, some beauty products, and some random stuff put by me, when I wasn't aware what to keep and she wasn't aware that she should speak.

Hell!

Oh cr