HOUSEMAID?!

"I'd rather die!" I exclaim.

Jack sighs, "Stop being dramatic."

"I'm not, I would actually commit that crime on myself if I was ever forced to accept that." I tell him plainly.

"Woah there..." Jack backs up, "It's just that you don't have anything to offer. And I don't clean very often..."

"Well then clean! Geez it's not that hard!" I exclaim.

"Do you think I have time to clean? I am a busy man." He tells me, being all up himself.

"GOOD. BYE." I yell at him and turn around and go back to my bed.

I throw myself onto the bed with my back on the nice comfy sheets. I sigh and think to myself, there might be some extra food if I look. Wow. I need to get my life together.

I groan and I hit my bed in frustration. This is what I do when I spoil luxuries! I need to think about my future...

"So this is what a person looks like when they have hit rock bottom."

I jump up, who said that?! I saw his annoying face and I roll my eyes and I plummet back down to my bed.

"Didn't I say goodbye very clearly last time?" I remind him, with my drained voice.

"I don't really care about that. What I care about is keeping this a secret." He tells me.

"Aren't secrets unhealthy for your relationship?" I ask him.

"But what if the secret threatens your realtionship?" He responds.

Ah, good. I can use this. This can be an element of attack on this couple. I just have to wait a bit longer and make sure this memory isn't fresh and I will reveal it at the right time.

"Then you have a weak one." I answer.

His eyes widen then narrow.

"Anyway," Frost continues, "We need a strict routine of leaving the apartment. I will leave early around 7:30 am make sure to leave 30 minutes after."

"Ooh you're real good at keeping a secret." I smirk.

"It's called protecting, anyway I will find another apartment and make sure she doesn't find out." He tells me.

My face sunk, "When will you move?"

"Soon, just need more money."  He replies.

My eyes widen and I get up from my bed. Knocked with sudden realisation.

"Why are you in my apartment?" I ask him.

I look at him in disgust, grab my pillow and hit him frequently with it.

"A pillow, really?" He says struggling.

Jack grabs it with a firm hold and starts hitting me with it.

"Stop!" I laugh.

... Wait, what am I doing?

I kick him in the stomach and falls on the floor groaning.

"Oh shit, sorry. I didn't mean it to be that hard," I apologise, "Or you're just weak."

"What type of apology is that?!" He exclaims while in pain.

He clutches his stomach area while he is curled up on the floor.

"Is it that bad?" I ask him.

"Give me a few moments." He halts me.

"You have to go to school though. And you're in my room." I sigh.

What am I going to do with this trash? Oh right, take him out.

I grab his ankles and Jack looks at me in suprise, and I start to drag him out.

"Hey what are you doing?" Jack complains.

"Shut up. You're heavier when you talk." I say to him.

I keep dragging him and I turn to the lounge and place him on the carpet. There is no way I can lift him up on the sofa.

"There, if you can lift yourself up feel free to chill on the sofa. It's probably more comfy than my hard bedroom floor." I tell him.

Jack looks very suprised at me.

"A few moments though. When I come back from my room you better be already on your way to school." I warn him then turn around and return to my room.

I let out a breath and plop down to my floor, "I don't know whether him living next door makes my work harder or easier..."

A/N

I really apologise for not updating a lot. This is my last update till I leave to go on my trip, I will be gone for a month so I won't be updating till I get back. Anyway Merry Christmas and  happy new year!!! (since I will be gone during that time)