5 June 2012
I sat on my bed in the corner of the room. With my favorite t-shirt and cozy sweat pants on, I couldn't wait to get some sleep. Chris sat on his bed on the other side of the room. He stared at me with a look as if he were lost or deeply in love.
"Ally." he said. "I'm so happy that your here staying with us and not in that cold jail cell. I hope my dad didn't scare you at dinner tonight. He doesn't always get our settle hints that no one cares about what he's talking about. Don't worry about a thing. Your safe with us and the training center is not painful or anything worth being scared about."
Chris probably had thought I was worried about the training with the look on my face. It wasn't the training center that bothered me though. I stood up and walked twords him.
"But I do have something to worry about." I said. "You saw the poster your mom had. They're after me and not for my so called "crime"."
"I told you not to worry Ally." he replied now annoyed.
Chris grabbed my hand and motioned for me to sit down next to him. He wrapped his arm around my back.
"As long as were together, we will always be safe. Now get some sleep." he said. "Your going to need it for training bright and early tomorrow."
I walked back to my be and layed down. Chris turned out the lights for us.
"Good night." he said. "Don't let the bed bugs bite."
"Good night." I replied. It would take all the strenth left in me to try and fall asleep tonight. I just hoped the police wouldn't be at my bed tomorrow morning.
The Special Ones #15 • Opuss № I