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Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 56

I yawned and he turned to me and said, "There's a room in the back cabin if you wanna sleep comfortably."

My eyes widened, what does this Private Jet not have?

"You know what? Iam not even surprised anymore" he chuckled behind me and I left to get some sleep.

We are in his really boujee private jet right now, which is twice the amount of the Jones's house. But nothing compared to my current home.

When I first saw the jet, my eyes bulged out of my sockets and jaw dropped to which Kezr had to pull my chin up again. Because I dropped my jaw twice, first seeing the exterior of the private jet and then the interior.

By the way, if you're wondering about my ankle it is really much, much better now.

I plopped down on the bed and it was so soft that I fell into deep slumber right away.

"I like you."

"I like you. Alot."

"You're beautiful"

I blushed and looked down,"Thanks Kezr, you're handsome too."

He chuckled softly and said, "I really want to kiss you right now, can I?"

Before I could answer a deep voice interrupted my dream.

Wha-...? My dream?

My eyes flew open and I sat up straight very fast. I think I heard my spine crack.

I looked beside me and saw Kezr sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Woah! Woah! Why'd you get up like that? Calm down."

"What the fridge is wrong with you?" I said slapping his arm away, frustrated at the fact that he disturbed my dream.

He wouldn't do that in real life and wouldn't even let me enjoy it in the dream, He has taken an oath to destroy my life....ughhh!

But he is far from completing the oath.

"What? I just wanted to wake your lazy ass up, for the past ten minutes that Iam here trying to wake you up, you're mumbling incoherent words and not getting the fuck up."

"Dude, chill, Iam awake, ain't I?"

"Don't call me that, Zella"

"Why not dude? It can be my nickname for you, like you have Zella for me."

"Rozella"

"Jeez you baloney, fine!"

"By the waaay...... Why were you so frustrated?"

"Uh....." he nodded for me to explain, "uhh.... I was having a really nice dream."

"Oooo. What about it? Me?" He said smirking.

"N-No, my parents." The fish? Parents? Sorry mama papa!

"Oh, sorry." I felt guilty for making him feel like he was wrong, but if I told him the truth I would be embarrassed for my dear life.

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