Take It to Heart

“He honestly doesn't look all that safe,” Naomi pointed out. She followed me up stairs, her toes practically on my heels. I ignored her best I could.

“Has your mum seen him yet?” she continued when I walked into our bathroom. She stood, hands on hips like she had some authority. “One look at him and you’re good as dead.”

“No,” I replied, peeling off my rain soaked clothes, “and she’s not about to, alright?”

If we didn’t kill each other first, he was bound to get me in loads of trouble.