‘I am taking you home with me…..’
‘I am not going with you’ I countered, he looked at me wickedly,’ you are leaving with me now, I think you are depressed, you need something that id different from this place, I left him an walked back to sit on my bed, ‘ I like it here, I don’t want to leave’ came to sat beside me, I need you to understand that this change is only for a short time, if in three weeks nothing changes then I will bring you back here, and never border you again’.
'I am not going anywhere with you’ I whispered and folded my hands stubbornly. ‘look, I think you...