October 15th

The next morning, my mark was almost completely healed. After sleeping on opposite sides of the bed to each other and hardly speaking a word all evening, I decided my best chance of persuading him I can go to school today was to give him exactly what he wanted.

I rolled over to his side of the bed and leant over and kissed his cheek until he woke up.

"Morning," I whispered running my hand through his hair.

"Morning," he replied in a rough, sleepy voice, "You're in a good mood."

I gently kissed along his jaw bone before resting my head in the nook of his neck and absorbing the warmth from his bare body.

He turned his head to the side and engulfed my face in one hand before he pulled me into his soft lips and kissed me slowly and sensually. He didn't try to put his hands under my clothes or touch me in places I wasn't ready to be touched and I appreciated that. Just an innocent kiss.

About ten minutes later, Leo had gone into the shower with a genuine smile so I took the opportunity to get dressed and gather some pens, paper and pencils from around the house to put in a my bag for school.

"For fuck's sake," he said the second he came out of the bathroom and noticed my rucksack, "Do not do this again."

I scowled.

"You aren't going."

Fuck. Failure.

"I am seventeen, Leo. Legally, I have to go to school," I pointed out.

"I don't follow human laws," he replied.

"I don't follow your laws so..." I muttered.

"You don't have a choice," he grumbled, "There is no way I am letting you out the door."

"Why not?! What do you have against me getting an education?!"

"Do not raise your voice at me. And do you not remember what happened last time? You can't be trusted."

"I don't need your trust," I said tying up my last shoelace and putting my bag on my back.

I then gave him a sarcastic smile before marching out of the room.

I heard him sigh as I made my way down the stairs and to the front door.

It was locked. Of course.

I rattled the handle frustratedly for a bit- to no avail of course. Leo seems to have installed industrial strengthed locks.

I then tried kicking it but seemed unable to make even a dent.

At some point, Leo came down now fully dressed and looking pretty calm.

"I'm making eggs, are you hungry?" he called from the kitchen as I ran into the door repeatedly.

Yes. Very hungry.

"I can do bacon too," he added in an enticing tone.

I leant against the door catching my breath for a moment before exhaling deeply and walking defeatedly into the kitchen.

Folding my arms, I sat silently at the table and watched as Leo cooked breakfast. A few minutes later, the kitchen was filled with the delightful scent of eggs and bacon.

"You can take your bag off your back if you like," he offered as he handed me a plate.

"I'm not staying long," I said with spite.

"Oh, I see," he replied trying to hold his amused smile in. "Have you ever heard of reinforced wood?"

"Have you ever heard of death by egg?" I snapped stabbing my egg violently with my fork.

"No, but feel free to enlighten me."

"It entails me shoving this fried egg down your throat and holding it there until you die with the last thing you hear being me singing 'I've got a chick chick chicken and she's gonna lay an egg for me' in your ear as you choke," I explained.

"Charming," he replied.

"Now. Unlock the front door," I demanded.

"I don't know if I can remember where the key is...." he said seconds before I launched the egg in his direction.

He ducked and it landed on the counter in a yolky mess.

"Take that as a warning," I hissed before standing up and marching towards the stairs after grabbing the bacon off my plate and shoving it in my mouth.copy right hot novel pub