Why I should even think about Satan blue eyes!

I definitely going to lose my mind.. I become straight and put my hand on my back and scratched my body. I ma.s.saged my back and I remembered his big hand on my back, how he hold me with just one hand? Saman always tell I'm too heavy so no boy can hold my body. Maybe it's one of his ridiculous joke to make me laugh. I sighed and murmured "why I should even think about that?"

"about what?!" I jumped by hearing his voice. Oh G.o.d, d.a.m.n it. He just appeared like ghost again.

"nothing... Can I do something for you?!" I said to him and turned back to face him. He looks like bitten cat. He looked around kitchen and said "I'm hungry. Is there any food left so I can eat?..."

WHY he look so oppressed like little child I cough and said "if you controlled your anger no your belly was full with my delicious cook....." he depressed and said "you mean there is nothing left!"

"don't jump into my speech satan I was going to continue it.... However you waste your food but there is still something to pour your belly.. So don't act like innocent child to distract my emotions." I said and walked toward refrigerator. I heard he asked" do you have emotions at all? Even in your dramatic speech up there you tried to make sarcasm of all those thing that happened. "

I looked at him from corner of my eyes he had those devil smile so you come back again after two days without discussion. I took sauce from refrigerator and put it on table with loud sound.

" I think you are right, do I have emotions? Actually I don't know the answer, too. So let just clung to your grumbling belly that doesn't shut his f*cking mouth" I said as hearing the sound of his stomach for third time. I put the spaghetti dish in front of him and said "eat and the next time when you want to do something think about its result."

I took mop and bucket of water and headed to his room. After collecting broken dishes I cleaned floor and wall with clean mop.

I scratched after finis.h.i.+ng my work I looked at clock it's eleven o'clock. I don't think I have time to study for tonight, I'm too tired.

I go back to kitchen and saw him there still eating food. Seriously?! It had been an hour and he still eating. I walked away him and put thing back in its place. I looked at him to see if he finished or not.

"do you finish?" he nodded with his head while drinking water. I went to get his dishes but he stopped me by getting my hands "no need, I wash my own dishes tonight. You can go,get some rest."

He is right I'm too tired so let him wash his dishes himself. I closed my eyes and nodded while get ride of his hot d.a.m.n hand. I walked toward door.

"oh... One more thing" I stopped and looked back at him "bring breakfast to my room tomorrow at six." I nodded again and left the kitchen.

As soon as I got in bed I go to sleep.