Your POV-

" Oh? (y/n) did you remember something? Did you happen to remember when I proposed to you?" Shiro asked skillfully.

Fuck you Shiro. I don't fucking like you, I wish I didn't remember. How stupid can I possibly get? ;-; Most likely stupider. . . ? What?

" (y/n)?" Shiro questioned.

Nope. I'm getting out of here. Where's the window? I'll jump, I'm fucking desperate.

" (y/n) sweet heart, are you okay? You look pale." Shiro's actually normal mom asked. I don't really know if she is normal, but fuck it she's better then Shiro. Oh man, what's the definition for normal? Now I want to know..

The three all stared at me blankly, waiting for me to say something thing. Please, where the hell is the windo-- Holy poop it's behind me!! It's jumping time!

I swiftly got up, and tried to jump, but to my luck Shiro grabbed my wrist, and wouldn't let it the fuck go..

" What are you doing? The window isn't even open." Shiro asked.

" The windows pretty?" I questioned back. Man, I'm cool the windows pretty.. ? Fuck..

His mom, and dad left the room. Da' hell? Why did you leave me? I'm dead meat now. I think they hate me. Ha! Whatever.

" (y/n), now that it is late you can stay the night."

Why the fuck would I want to?

" No thanks." I stated, hoping to get my point through.

Shiro, who still was holding my wrist, lead me through the halls, back to his room. He slammed the door shut when we entered.

What a dick! A prickly prick dick!!

" Hey, Shiro I don't have I change of clothes."

He turned to face me coldly.

Man he's pissed, it makes me happy.

" (y/n), could you stop fooling around." He demanded.

I'm fooling around?

He glared at me, and passed me some pretty nice pajamas.

" Thanks?" I mumbled, confused.

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