Why the hell do you still have a single bed- how old are you anyway? I looked up at her and noticed how beautiful she had effortlessly managed to look... Her hair was also tied up away from her face and only a loose tank top and denim shorts covered her long lean body. I just turned eighteen a few months ago.. She smirked and walked over to examine the mattress a little closer, Honey, you dont live with your parents anymore, its time you got a REAL bed. – Five days had passed since I had moved. The words different but the end result was the same. "Four Hours!?!?!?!?!?!"Eloquent or gutter slang it didn't matter, the emotion was the same. He turned up the volume on his personal music player and breathed deep as Grant Lee Buffalo smothered the surrounding anger.After a five hour coach journey through the island's mountains and two hours in a queue to watch all his belongings be carried by conveyor belt into the darkness, the news that his flight, yet scheduled for two hours, had also. ”“Your hate will eat you up, Kendi. You need to change it, like you did with your father.”“I never hated my father.”“Then what drove you to get your education and to find me and save my life?”“It was love. My love for you.”“You told me that you fell in love with me after you met me here.”“I know but I loved you from the day you saved me. That love changed into a romantic love after I met you and got to know you.”“Then you need to learn to love the baby. As you said, it didn’t do anything. "That lipstick did the trick, didn't it?" the girl between my legs saysin a dazed state."Huh?" I reply back in a raspy murmur staring at my abnormally inflatednipples on my exposed chest."It's made to totally clean you out. It's not like you're gonna needany more of your stuff, anyway. You're one of us!" she replies."Yea," I whisper, "the best for last." I pull my shirt down stillpuzzled by the enlarged protrusions. As it settles over my torso twodefinite bumps push through."I see you got.