We didn't do "that" last night, he just wanted to mess with me, and saw that was a perfect time. He actually got burned by the hot water. Who knew his skin was so fragile. He deserves it though, but now I have to stay and take care of the burns for him as he lays on his stomach all day. I keep him company most of the day, the rest I cook for him, take care of the house, and do some other things. He just pouts on the bed looking at the TV. He often watches Horror movies/shows and gets scared. I try forcing him to watch something like an Anime but he doesn't listen.
"I'm hungry!" Winston said with a quivering lip.
"You just ate moron!" I replied back to him.
"We also have nothing In the fridge or cub board."
"Then go shopping." Winston replied with a serious look on his face. It made me want to beat the living day lights out of him, but I couldn't.
"Who's fault is it, I don't own this house." I said as I clenched my fist and bit my tongue.
"Hmmm...yours." Winston said pointing at me.
"That's it..." I said as I got up and grabbed a slipper, I threw it at his face and walked out of the room.
I grabbed my coat and put my shoes on. I turned the knob to the door and walked out into the open neighborhood. Cars loud as planes, faster then a horse. I made my way to the market across the street and bought some ingredients. I stopped infront of a stand with jewelry, every stone flashing out to me. This particular one popped out to me, it was a purple shade and very beautiful. It was made into a necklace, the Gem looked so nice I couldn't help but buy it. I don't know what gem it is, but I'll ask Winston when I get home. He knows some weird things, and might know this stone.
I wore it around my neck, the bedazzling jewel shimmering in the light as I made my way homeward. I finally arrived, set down the groceries and walked into Winston's room. He was fast asleep, I walked over and grabbed the remote, turning the TV off. I grabbed a light blanket and set it carefully over him. Then I saw the jewel around my neck glow, I brought it to my face, the shine to it disappearing the farther it was from Winston.
What the heck?