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roommate wars
07 | we've come to somewhat of an agreement

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

My hands fly to cover my mouth as my heartbeat quickens, I can feel his presence right behind me.

"Looks like little Jacquelyne isn't quite as boring after all."

"I was never boring you know, you just made that assumption all on your own..." I mumble while leaning down to slide my shoes off and place them near the door neatly.

Come on heart, please start back up so I can get the fresh oxygen my dear brain badly needs right now.

"So how did you manage to get in?" Aiden asks as I stand back up.

I take a quick look around the area, noting the fact that he doesn't seem too drunk at the moment although I do spy the empty cans laying around the place.

I shrug as I look across at him.

"How were you able to swap the keys over?" I ask instead.

He smirks, prolonging the answer while leaning up against the wall opposite me with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

"Maybe it would've helped if you had been more..." he pauses in thought for a second, glancing over at me.

Don't you say it, I think to myself.

"Consciousness."

I glare at him, eyes narrowed as my body seems to respond to my emotions by tensing up slightly. This guy is absolutely infuriating.

"I was conscious of my surroundings, you secousse (jerk)!" I tell him starting to get annoyed all over again.

"Now, now highness." He puts his hands up in front of him, also standing up straight. "There's no need to call me a.." he trails off with a confused expression.

"A secousse?" I say in which he nods his head.

"What even does that mean? did you call me something lame like a potato or something?"

I can't help but smile as I shake my head with a start.

"No, I called you a jerk actually."

"Wow how original," he mumbles with a tired shake of his head.

"More like how fitting."

Now it's his turn to glare at me.

"What are you even doing back here anyways? I told you to piss off."

"Well I told you that I'm your new roommate, remember?" I tell him with a sigh as I go to take a step forwards to walk by him.

"What the-" I cry out as I walk straight into an arm, his arm. "Do you mind?" I look right up at him as he doesn't seem to be in a rush to move it.

"Yes I fucking do mind actually," Adien tells me in an annoyed tone. "This is my bloody apartment and I won't be sharing it with a kid."

"I'm not a kid!" I tell him trying to remain the calm and collected one here in the room but it seems to piss him off even more.

"Oh I'm sorry," he says it in a way that I know he doesn't. "I mean, a stuck up little princess that thinks she can just walk right into my apartment and expect to be given everything to her on a big silver platter like her happy and rich family probably has done for you your entire life so that you don't cry and throw a tantrum to your mummy and daddy."

This time, he's really pushed things too far.

"You don't know anything about me or my life so how about you mind your own damn business and butt out of mine.." I all but yell at him.

"T'es rien qu'un petit connard (you really are an asshole)!" I add as I jam my finger into his chest repeatedly which he seems to ignore and stares blankly at me instead.

"Aiden?" I yell waving my hand in front of him to try to get his attention, he blinks slowly as if under a daze.

"Yeah... yeah I know you're probably right with whatever you just said."

Now it's my turn to blink. Does this guy have bipolar or what?

"Oh..." I mumble now unsure of what to say from here as I wasn't expecting that.

"Anyways," Aiden glares at me as he walks over to the door. "I'm going out. Feel free to not make yourself comfortable and get the fuck out of my apartment by the time I get back, yeah."

Im starting to think that he definitely is.

"You know I could just get back in again with little effort," I tell him as he opens the door. He turns to look back at me with a grim look.

"If I see you again, you'll wish you had left the first time and stayed away."

I take the hint and shut up, watching as he glares at me once more before closing the door behind him with a slight bang.

"Well look on the bright side Jacquelyne," I tell myself. "You're still alive and technically he didn't force me out of the apartment... yet."

§

After two hours of scrubbing the benches, wiping floors and picking up the twenty-nine beer cans littering the apartment; I am now sitting down on the couch trying to decide on something to watch on Netflix when my phone starts going off its head.

"Hello?" I answer on the fourth ring curiously as I hadn't checked the caller ID.

"Sœeur (sister), where the hell are you?" my twin asks, his voice full of concern. "I've been looking all around Paris for you." I don't doubt that one bit, Milo has always been a protective brother.

"It's okay Milo, I'm somewhere safe and-" but he cuts me off before I can finish.

"Ma is so worried about you too, she's been out looking and asking around the whole of France." Now that I did doubt very much.

"Yeah right, we both know Ma doesn't care about m-"

"No that's not true Jacquelyne, you know she just can't-"

"What? Can't handle me because I'm the rebellious one and can't do anything right? Can't handle how I look like Pa?... Can't handle the fact that I want my own life." Hot stinging tears start to appear in the corner of my eyes and I try to blink them away furiously.

"Sœeur (sister)," he trails off sounding a little annoyed with me.

"If she really cared about me than she wouldn't have hit me and she'd support my decisions. Now I'm sorry but I have to do this for me, on my own-"

"Wait Jac, no hold on." My brother cries out desperately but it's too late, I've already hung up.

I take a few deep breaths before placing the phone back down on the coffee table before grabbing the remote and continuing my search.

I need to do this for me. I need to have this one taste of freedom before my mum marries me away to this old guy and get turned into a baby machine popping out children while becoming a slave and full time maid.

I had just decided on Lucifer when for the second time in ten minutes, my phone starts ringing. Thinking it's my brother again, I let it ring out only to have it start ringing again.

"For fuck sake, was I not clear enough for you Milo!" I yell into the phone.

"Jesus almighty! What has your brother done now?" Collette greets me with a giggle.

I sigh bringing my other hand to rest over my eyes.

"I'm sorry Co-Co..." I tell her. "I didn't know it was you."

"Well obviously," she laughs which makes me smile a little. "I know I'm cute and you consider me family but last time I checked, I was female and my name wasn't Milo."

"Oh shut up, smartass!"

"Look at you all bossy and swearing over there, do I need to come over and bring Mister CD with meh?"

Mister CD being short for the best stress reliever known to human, Tom and Jerry's cookie dough ice cream of course.

"I am perfectly fine over here thank you very much." I laugh as I hear Baylee say something in the background.

"Bay wants to know if you've talked to big ol mister scary Aiden Fletcher yet? Or if you need us to set up a five star couch fit for a queen over here?"

"As tempting as that may sound, you may tell Bay's that you'll be having no customers staying in tonight at the five star resort," I tell them laughing.

"But we have Mister CD!" Baylee cries out in the background.

"I've already tried that one sis," I can imagine the eye roll Collette's giving the phone right now.

"And we have fluffy blankets!" she adds hopeful.

"I have a closet full of them remember, this used to be your place," I remind her teasingly.

"Ooh well yes, yes I suppose you're right. Oh crap the food!" Baylee yells as I hear what must be her high heels dashing out of the room.

"Oh great!" Co-Co sighs into the phone. "Another meal I have to pretend yet again isn't burnt and doesn't taste like poison."

"Don't exaggerate, her cooking isn't that bad..." I trail off as I remember all the burnt dishes at their place in Paris and all the take away we had instead. "Maybe just take one little bite and pretend you're not hungry?" I suggest trying not to laugh.

"Wow Jacquelyne, you're such a massive help! My very own fairy god mother I swear."

I roll my eyes at her rather obvious use of sarcasm.

"Stop bitching and go enjoy your sisters cooking," I tell her laughing as I hear her huff unamused.

"Just you wait until she invites you over for dinner, then we'll see what you'll have to say," Co-Co warns me before saying goodbye and ending the call.

That's when I realise I've missed a call from my brother. I delete the notification and un-pause my show, getting comfy on the couch and throwing the blanket over my legs for warmth.

"I see you've made yourself rather comfortable here in my place when I remember telling you to fuck off."

I nearly jump out of my skin as I turn my head to spy Aiden raising a perfectly arched eyebrow at my arrangement on the lounge, a new unopened can in his hand.

"And I'm pretty sure I told you that I'm not leaving, didn't you listen to a damn thing I said earlier?" I ask glaring at him.

"Not really, I tend to blank out when little girls are trying to be big ones." Aiden shrugs ignoring my anger that's directed at him as he opens the can and proceeds to take a large gulp from it.

Why couldn't he just be nice to me for once? Would it really hurt the asshole, well probably.

"Whatever. Just go away, I'm not in the mood to deal with you right now." I sigh, my eyes leaving his to return to the tv show I had been watching.

"Wow. Has the little baby dragon lost her spark tonight?" his deep voice taunts me close to my ear which causes goosebumps to appear on the back of my neck.

I turn my head to see that he has moved to stand right behind the lounge, and leaned down so that I can feel his breath on my neck. I glare across at him.

"Leave me alone or I'll throw something at you." I warn reaching for the remote again.

"I see she hasn't lost her claws though..." Aiden mumbles slowly backing away from me, rolling his eyes.

He's only slurring his words slightly which surprises me as I would've thought he had been drinking a lot more while out.

"What do you want Fletcher?" I ask, turning back around to face him annoyed. All I want to do is watch this one show and sleep, is it that hard to ask for?

"Fletcher? Who told you?..." I groan. "Okay, okay Jesus! Calm your farm, I'm just here to offer you an agreement of sorts," he explains coming around the lounge to stand in front of the tv blocking my view.

I roll my eyes as I pause the show.

"Fine." I growl. "I'm listening but not for much longer, you're boring me," I admit shrugging which makes him chuckle.

"Boring you? Oh little one, trust me when I say I won't be 'boring you' if you'll be staying here." I don't like how he's smirking down at me, and how a sudden twinkle appears in his blue eyes.

I gulp and look away which makes his smirk widen ever so slightly more.

"As long as you promise not to interfere with my life and try to 'fix me' and my ways-"

I chock. Like anyone could ever help this idiot, I don't think even an angel of God could 'fix' this demon spawn.

"Then you may stay here..."

Wait, what? Did he just openly say that I can officially stay here.. in this apartment with him?

I blink as I realise he's still talking.

"But only for two months and that's because Landon and his ex what's her name, basically begged me okay then you're out. I don't care if you cry and I don't care if you have nowhere to go."

Wow I feel so special.

"Oh and we need to make one thing crystal clear..." he trails off looking down at me.

"And what's that?" I ask crossing my arms against my chest.

"I am not your friend so don't expect us to bond over painting each other's nails and braid our hairs. I have enough of my own problems to worry about let alone yours, I don't know you and you don't know me so let's keep it that way your highness."

And with that, he turns around and disappears into his room and yes he does bang it.

"Yes sir," I mumble under my breath watching him walk away with a tight frown. "Sir jackass."