CHAPTER 2:

"Who the hell do you think you're calling a pervert?! It's not like I'm the one who took her clothes off." Kingsley said stopping Ivy's hand from interlocking with his face, he could tell she was clearly angry, but that wasn't his fault.

"How do you just find some random woman lying on your floor and you just stare at her? That's clearly the work of a pervert, and you know it, Kinsley." She said as she walked back to her original sitting position.

"Don't ask things that aren't meant to be asked in the first place, honey. So are you gonna keep nagging or may I continue? Actually, don't answer, I'll just continue anyway. Of course, I had to check if the woman was okay, so I found a blanket in the nearby room on the second floor and brought it to her to cover her up, normally, I have no idea what had happened to her, so I couldn't just touch her, what did you expect me to do?

Morning came, still nothing, she hadn't showed any signs of waking up so I let her be to go and buy some groceries, at that point I was almost to assume she was either in a coma or dead. Whichever the case, I wasn't going to bother or tell Cash about it either, the guy wasn't going to help me, and I was a guy, I couldn't just touch her. I know what you're thinking maybe I touched her or taken advantage of her, but I'm not that kind of guy at all.

I had also noticed that her weird features had disappeared, for a while but popped up again after a while, I really couldn't make up what she was I had to do some research and also prepare for school, It was in three days and she was also going to be a problem. I had issues everywhere, one, school, two overprotective parents who think I don't need women in my life, which makes me question where exactly I came from, if I couldn't continue the family line, you were another problem, you were on my neck about everything and it pissed me off for years."

"Excuse me, what exactly did I do to make your life so miserable? I was a perfect sister I treated you like my own child. Mom and dad used to think that I was the best to take care of you."

"Perfect sister my ass, if it wasn't for you crazy people I wouldn't have moved out, just because I never used to fight back doesn't mean I loved the life I was living with you people."

"We are your family, you should put us first, we love you, we took care of you." Kingsley stared at her with a blank expression and shook his head slowly before pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Moving on to more important topics, the house was quiet for a while and I got lonely for a long time. Unlike you in university, I wasn't interested in dating or girls for that matter after living with a disaster like you I was never interested."

"Please, this story isn't about me, so get back to your sad story, please." He rolled his eyes at her, and shrugged.

"After a week, I had been monitoring her and clearly, it was like she was in some kind of coma, but she looked like she was perfectly healthy. I was thinking of sending her to a friend of mine for an examination, but mostly I was debating, i needed to know who she was first, so I let her be.

I thought it would be like that for a while, however...

I had come home after an orientation and I was tired and high as hell, so I decided to go to bed for a rest, but I had a guest in my bed, a very unexpected, beautiful guest, and in case you're asking yes, I am a heavy drinker, so I wasn't imagining things. I stood at the doorframe and stared at the woman at the bed, holding the covers against her bare chest and her legs spread out on the edge of the bed. Her hair ruffled and her face as radiant and as beautiful as ever.

I felt my face becoming hot and wanted to turn away but the woman stood up and walked towards me slowly. Every vein in my body was telling me to walk away and leave her alone, but I was fixed on that spot staring at her and our eyes met. At that moment I felt that weird feeling in my chest that I had felt before.

The closer she got, the more my body started to act weird. I became hot and harder for some reason, shit. She stopped and looked at me again. I wanted to say something, anything but I just found myself drooling over her. She stretched out her hand and put it on my chest, it was small and warm at the same time. I didn't even I was shuddering as she stepped closer to me.

Closer, and closer I thought this was going a little too far until....