In the evening, her door was opened and Jeff got in. Amy shot up on her bed alert and watched him wearily as he came cl oser to her bed. "W-what do you want?" this man had never stepped in her room ever since she moved in, why was he now?
"I want to tell you something," he said quietly.
Amy moved to the wall, away from him. "S-speak."
"Amy, I love you."
Amy choked on her saliva as her sight become blurry. "Y-you... what?" she choked out as she leaned on the wall for support. Yeah, totally this was a horrible dream.
"Amy, it's true."
NO, her mind screamed at her. "No, you can't love me… I hate you, we're enemies, see, we argue and fight…No, please leave my room." Why, this monster, this annoying creature, did he know what he was saying?
Jeff stood beside her bed still. "Amy, I mean it."
