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41. Sealed in BloodI was startled awake this time, immediately feeling my heart pounding in shock as I heard the door smack against the wall, followed by the loud, angry comebacks of my little pissed off lover.
"Yeah!? Well you know what? I fucking hate you too you insufferable asshole! That's right! Leave!" he yelled, making me jump again as he slammed the door shut.
I reached up, rubbing a hand over my face and gripping the back of the couch with the other, pulling myself up to groggily look over at the entryway, seeing him come into sight completely fuming. Whatever had happened in the hall had had greatly pissed him off, a rather rare occurrence given his usual forgive and forget personality.
"Silas?" I said, catching his eye as he headed straight for me. He didn't even answer as he moved around the couch, pausing in front of me for a second before kneeling on the edge and swiftly dropping himself down on top of me. He firmly positioned himself there, laying in between my legs and resting his head ag
55. Optimism"Percy, why do you keep staring at me?" I asked after setting my coffee down on the table and looking up to notice that his eyes were once again fixed on me.
He jumped slightly, nothing more than a twitch as he looked back at his plate and picked at his food. He was trying to make me think that he hadn't been looking at me at all, even though I knew that he had been staring at me when I wasn't looking for the past twenty minutes. Shrugging his shoulders, he resumed eating his food, picking around the vegetables like a child would.
"Eat them, don't waste them," I scolded lightly, reaching for my coffee again and flipping the page of the newspaper. "I don't buy food just so you can refuse to eat it. Besides, I make them taste way better than they normally would."
He let out a little huff or air but a minute or so later he obeyed, eating the rest of his meal before standing to go into the kitchen. We had worked out a deal of "I cook, you clean" where I would cook for him and leave meals i
35. TrappedJust as the voice had said, I found the flash drive in the bottom of the left drawer. I couldn't help but sigh, slipping the little rubber sushi into my pocket and wandering back into the kitchen to await my escorts.
I didn't have to wait long though; I had been so out of it that I didn't realize that I had been standing in the same spot for nearly ten minutes until the door opened. I looked up as two rather large men strolled in, acting like they owned the place, one stopping to guard the door as the other regarded me with his cold gaze.
"Do you have the files?" he asked. I nodded, seeing him reach out a large paw of a hand in my direction. "Give it to me," he said, "I don't trust you holding on to it."
I rolled my eyes, retrieving the flash drive from my pocket again and handing it over, not even fighting it.
"Where are your guns?" he asked next, tossing the sushi to the other man who promptly deposited it into his pocket.
"In my duffel bag," I said softly.
"Hands on the counter," he
2. Hardship"Twenty-eight ninety-five," I said, holding my hand out for the money and making change for the bouncy girl clutching her new death metal CDs. "Have a nice day," I called after her, watching her practically skip out the door again as I picked up my newspaper. Who would have thought a little blond with pigtails and a rainbow Pretty Pony shirt would have been a die heard fan of music that scared the crap outta me at the best of times?
I scanned through the classifieds, more of a time killer than actually looking for anything specific as I looked through the pet section. I've always wondered what it would be like to have a dog, but my apartment didn't allow pets other than things that could be kept in an aquarium. Strange that that very rule had led me to one morning discover a tarantula the size of my hand named Frank that seemed to be having the best time sleeping under my pillow. I had no problem later that morning explaining to Frank's owner, also known as my neighbor Andrew that I, i
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