The broken and fragile

Part 11: SHIT!

Scarlet's POV

I sat on the bed in the middle of the room occasionally glancing from the door to the window cautiously. I've never had to deal with rouges before but I have heard their not the best thing to run in to. From the stories I've heard I'd rather not risk running into them. 

They would kill you, rip your body to shreds while you scream for mercy. Sadly ripping your entire body to shreds while you were alive WAS the mercy. If they ended up taking you with them then you might as well kill yourself. I haven't heard what they would actually do to you though.

Which made me wonder if rouges were really as bad as Kane and his men. Or was it possible that they could be even worse? A disgusting shiver ran through my body at the thought of someone actually being worse then them. I don't know how it could be even possible, and I really didn't want to know.

I shook my self out of my thoughts as they were starting to make me panic and focused back on the door. It's been at least 20 minutes by now shouldn't Jared be back yet.

I tried to keep myself calm but it wasn't working as I started to worry about Jared. What if he didn't make it? What if he was in trouble? I debated with myself for a few minutes on what to do before deciding.

I had to make sure Jared was okay, no matter the punish I got for disobeying in order I'd take it happily. I stood from the bed and slowly made my way to the door. I could feel the pounding in my chest get quicker the closer to the door I got. I stood in front of it for a few moments just examining the wood. 

I was stalling myself but I couldn't be a wimp now. I had to be brave, for Jared. I nodded to myself straightening my posture as if that would give me courage. I clasped the cold door handle in my clammy hands before entering the hall. 

I made my way down the hall way silently for a while glancing around corners. There was no one here, not a sound. I started to become more worried, did Jared leave me? My chest had a small pang in it from the very thought. I clutched my chest wondering what the hell that pain came from.

I jumped with a small squeak when I heard something crash in the kitchen. The sound was amplified through out the quieter house. I started backing up slowly to the room frightened by the loud noise. 

I stopped in my tracks when a random thought quickly passed through my mind. It's probably Jared he always likes making me food, it makes him so happy for some reason. I felt my face twitching in a weird way at the thought of him being so sweet to me. I bit my lip gently to control the twitching while I made my way down to the kitchen at a slightly quicker pace then before.

I rounded the corner standing in the entrance my face twitching uncontrollable at the aspect of seeing Jared. I hoped he was happy to see me, he always seemed to be happy around me, or maybe he was just a happy person.