I got off of work early since I didnt want to deal with being emotional and people worrying about me. That guy knew my name though.
"maybe it is a coincidence, I mean..." I looked down at my work uniform my name stitched in black letters. "yeah coincidence." maybe a hot shower would be perfect. I
my apartment wasnt big nor was it small. its was perfect. I went to my room and searched through my closet for a night outfit. As soon as I found something, I went into the bathroom and showered.
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jason... I watched as he entered his bathroom. a growl escaped my lips as I lost sight of him. After five years j still haven't forgiven him. I know he was scared but...
"Damnit!" I yelled. The memory itself hurts me like a bullet to the head. I I
sighed.
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"micheal." I heard my brother whisper before the sound of steps patting off. I groaned holding my head. as I got up I looked around seeing that jason was gone. He... left me.
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I growled at the memory and focused my attention into Jason's apartment. He had gotten out the shower and wasnt in anything but a towel. I blushed shaking my head at the sudden naughty thoughts I was thinking about. 'He's your brother.' I thought to myself. I sighed. well at least I know where he lives....



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