Prick.

“Thank you master.” I bow playfully and he smiles. He looks up and down my body and then does something so not like him.

He took off his black designer shirt and threw it too me. “You look cold.” He smirks as I put it on.

“Keep it in your pants.” I smile back.

Douche is acting nice….. I don’t like it.

“OK Ashley…. I have to go. My own assignments.” He turns to take off but pauses. “Call me if you need me ok?”

I blink. He is such a freak I swear. “Okay.” And then he takes off.

I roll my eyes and I take off too. I take my time getting back to LA.

What the fuck do I do?!

Did she try and kill me? Did Greg get me away from her in time before she finished me off?

I don’t fucking understand anything. I’m about to go ballistic on people. Im going to go ballistic on you….. naw just joking…..

The sun is going down as I land near on my apartment balcony. I quickly walk in the sliding door and change clothes.

I haven’t forgot about glen… and this family crap.

I decide on a black halter top with a nice jean skirt. Sexy but not slutty. Just what I need to woo the parents. Blah.

I open the sliding door and jump off.

Is it bad that I was thinking of letting myself fall and hit the ground just to see if I can feel it like a human does again?

As I was getting closer to the pavement…. I realize that the feeling of falling seems familiar. like I did this before as a human.

I shake my head and pull up and take off towards the Carlin’s house.

I land a block away and walk over. It exactly seven when I ring the door bell.

Glen answer and he looks so happy to see me. “Hey.” He pulls me into a hug. “How are you?”

He releases me and I smile. “I’m doing good.” He grins and takes my hand toward the living room.

“Ashley!” Mrs. C. smiles as he walks out of the kitchen. “Glad you could make it.”

I grin. “Thanks for inviting me.”