Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Vennetta

One thing about Louis? He always finds a way to haunt me, and even in my dreams, i am never really safe.

Yawning, my eyes went to the digital clock on the side of my bed, it read four fifty one Am. The girls had led me to their home yesterday and i moved in with them, they were right, their apartment was huge and could contain all of us properly with each of us having a very decent personal room and privacy, the living room and kitchen was the only thing we shared and it was big enough for that.

I didn’t ask them what they meant when they said Louis haven’t slept with Leah and it had been bugging me since then, creepily crawling itself up my brains every single time. I didn’t care, or rather, I shouldn’t… but danm!

Slipping in an indoor slipper from beneath the bed, i got up and strolled down the kitchen for a bottle of water, the noise from a clashing of plate and spoon got intense as i got more close to the kitchen, keeping me on high alert,