After our ominous conversation he said he got a phone call and told me he had to step out for a bit. Now's my chance to do some snooping!
I watched as he pulled out of the driveway on his motorcycle and began looking through the kitchen. There was nothing unusual in the cupboards, not even a "junk drawer" where you throw mail you're too lazy to toss in the garbage. Alright, to the living room.
Ugh! Not even a family photo in sight. No magazines, no DVDs, does this guy even live here? I guess I'd better further my search into his bedroom...
His bedroom is rather empty as well. There's a couple of shirts and pairs of pants hanging in there but nothing else? Well... better check under the bed then. Nothing but... a suitcase. I pull out the large, black suitcase and unzip it. More clothes folded neatly, that's odd. Oh? What's this? I pulled out a heavy, metallic object... A GUN?!
*vroom, vroom* *clack*
OH GOD HE'S BACK!
I frantically tried shoving the gun back between the folded clothes and zipped up the suitcase as quickly as possible. Oh crap, the zipper's stuck!
*keys jingle*
Oh my god, come on!! *thump thump* I feel like me heart is in my stomach.
*zip*
"Hey, Claire I'm ba- wow, you've really made yourself at home, eh?"
I laid under the covers pretending to be asleep.
*fake yawning and stretching* "Ah, you're home! Sorry I was really tired so I... helped m-myself to your... b-bed..." I fumbled on my words.
He slid his jacket off.
"You know, you look pretty irresistible layin' there in my bed." Link smirked.
I could feel my face getting flushed. "It's not what you thin-" I muttered.
Suddenly he was on top of me, our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat. He leaned down until our faces were inches apart. Our lips just about to meet...
*knock, knock, knock*
Link bolted up.
"Claire..." His eyes widened. "SHIT!"
He hurried to the doorway of his bedroom and looked back at me. My heart was still fluttering like crazy.
"Claire I need you to listen to me. I need... you to trust me, okay?"
I nodded.
"There's a gun in the suitcase under the bed... I need you to protect yourself with it. I'm sure you don't know how to use one, but the safety is already off, all you need to do is aim and pull the trigger. If something happens to me I need you to run like hell." Link sighed.
I started shaking... w- what is going on?
TO BE CONTINUED...
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