Jealousy (Open)
They'd lived here for about two months now and Parson had become very attracted to them. He'd been causing minor inconveniences, it was his nature, but he also spent his time just watching them.
That night, he was waiting for them to come back. They'd gotten all dressed up and he thought they looked gorgeous. He'd even nudged over their favourite scent because he thought it would make them even better.
He hadn't expected them to come in giggling and kissing someone else. He felt jealous in a way he'd never felt before.
The door slammed shut without them touching it. The TV turned on. The door to their bedroom jammed. Nothing seemed to stop them!
So Parson grabbed the stranger's shirt, trying to pull them back. But they just shrugged their shirt off as they carried on.
So he threw a vase...
"They don't deserve you."
Parson smirked, watching Hope as she tried to understand what was happening. Did that mean she hadn't realised he'd been here since she moved in?
"My name is Parson, Hope. Have you only just realised I live here too?"
Of all things, Hope didn't expect him to say that to her.
"Oh, really? What makes you the judge of that?"
She asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I had my suspicions. But tonight definitely confirmed them. Are you stuck here?"
Her blue eyes widened and a flush coloured her cheeks when she realised the things he must have seen her do while she had been unable to see him..














