Hunted

Chapter 9

Chapter 9:

=Andy's Point of View=

"No Crow; it'd be awkward as fuck. I won't do it. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight and until I can figure out where she can sleep. I'm not getting into bed with her; she still doesn't trust me and it'd be really fucking awkward."

Crow just meowed at me and I found myself giggling a slight bit at his response.

"No Crow, I don't think she wants to sleep with you either," I said with a laugh as I patted him and he purred at me happily. "You're so silly sometimes."

Crow just purred and rubbed against my hand, making me giggle again. He was a good friend sometimes. I smiled and then sighed, looking around my room. Juliet was back in the living room, but it was getting late. I didn't want her to sleep out there tonight or ever, as it made me feel rude to leave her in the cold living room all night. I was planning on letting her sleep in my bed and I was gonna take the sofa, but Crow had been trying to convince me otherwise and tell me I could still sleep in my bed too, when I clearly couldn't.

"I'd be violating her rights," I tried, Crow meowing at me and making me giggle again. "No, no; that makes me look desperate."

Crow purred at me, making me look at him with no amusement.

"I'm not desperate Crow!" I exclaimed. "How dare you say that; after everything I do for you to."

I shook my head and sighed as I looked at the poster above my bed, just staring at it and thinking as Crow rubbed against me again and I continued to mindlessly play around with him, knowing it annoyed him sometimes.

"Maybe I should just let her go," I said blankly, still not taking my gaze off the poster. "She doesn't deserve to be stuck here all the time; she doesn't like me, so why keep her here?"

Crow just stayed silent this time, but they didn't.

Just kill her and you won't have to make the decision to let her go or not.

I shook my head. "You know damn well I won't kill her; I like her and I don't wanna kill her. You just say you hate her because she wants to help and that'll get rid of you for good; you won't be able to control what I do anymore."

She doesn't want to help you; she wants to leave and get you locked up. It's all part of her plan to get you when you're vulnerable.

"No it's not," I countered, wondering if Juliet was starting to like me. "She took my hand when we were walking home, so she clearly likes me somehow. I'm gonna take this one step at a time and not move too fast; that's why I'm giving her my bed and I'm taking the sofa."

She's playing you; she always has been. She's just going to take off and leave you alone with the cat again. You'll never be able to get with her; she's scared of you.

I sighed, knowing they were right; they were always right.

"Yeah, maybe," I said sadly as I looked down and Crow rubbed against me again. I sighed once more, leaning my head on my hand. "Maybe you're right; she doesn't like me and never will; she just wants to leave and I don't blame her..."

If she leaves, you have to go back to killing people until she arrests you; all detectives are the same Andy. She's playing you to do her job.

"I'm not killing anyone else!" I snapped back. "I'm sick of you making me kill people! Sure, she's probably just doing her job and is gonna lock me up when she leaves, but for now, I don't give a fuck whatcha think! You leave me alone for a few days until she leaves and let me have this one nice moment for once! I never get this and I really like her, ok? Just a few days."