Chapter10

#Chapter10

---Morning.

Oliver POV.

I woke up in the same strange bed, I can smell Jasper all over it. Maybe it's his own bed, last night he tried to tuck me in but I hadn't anyone do that since my father died. I refused, I also refused the idea of me having a daddy, I had a father and he's dead, no need to add salt to my injuries.

I can take care of myself, I’ve been doing that for over ten years, and there's also the fact that he can read my mind, I don't think I like that one at all. What if I want to think about ways to run away or something else?

I sat in bed straight and checked for the damages, okay so my foot still hurt, my head hurt from everything I learned and this thing inside me, it’s the weirdest part ever.

This thing, this feeling, I don't know what to call it but it really like the smell of the bed but it's owner will smell even better.