Lesley's POV.

So...

How the fuck does this keep happening?!

I stood once again in a guest bedroom. Did no one get how much I hated these things? Guess not, since I never told anyone...

I sighed, throwing myself down on the bed. We arrived just about an hour after our thing in the forest. Cedrick just got up and walked us home. Didn't say another word after that. He did however hold my hand the entire way and didn't let me go until we were back inside. There he asked if I wanted a shower--- and things got weird...

He wanted me to go into his room and showing...