Chapter Six- Growling Is For Losers

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Chapter Six- Growling Is For losers

June 7th: Waning Gibbous

    I had realized way too late that I'd fallen asleep in the cellar. At the time I'd not thought anything of it when I heard snoring down by my feet on the other end of the couch. However, when panic finally seized me, I sat bolt upright and saw Blue Eyes with his head leaned up on my legs. Kicking out to get him off, I sprung up from the couch and prepared myself to make a mad dash back to Simone's house. In my life though it seemed to be one of those moments every waking minute that if anything can go wrong it will. I had no sort of transportation to get me back home and there was no way I was searching through Blue Eyes pockets to find his keys. Not to mention I had no way of knowing how to get back home from the cellar.

    "Was it really nesessary to kick me?" asked Blue Eyes from behind me. Startled, I let out a little yelp and turned to face Blue Eyes who was standing abnormally close to me. That's when i also noticed that somewhere along the way he'd lost his shirt and I had to struggle to not look down at his chest. Was it really needed for him to take the shirt off?

    "Well, you were sitting on my legs and weren't moving so, yes. It's good that you're up though because I need a ride back home. Simone could be worried about where I am and I don't think it would be a good idea to get people wondered if I'd disappeared again."

    A small smile tugged up at Blue Eyes' lips and I couldn't help but wonder what was amusing him. I couldn't see anything funny about the situation. However, as I've come to learn in the few days of living in Riverwood, it was best not to question the odd ways of Ren. I was a bit odd myself considering I refused to call him by his real name in my head yet when I spoke to him I actually said Ren. Whatever the case, it was better to leave whatever strange things he did up in the air.

    "Are you positive you want to go home? We could stay here all day like how we were last night." Blue Eyes kept moving closer and closer until we were almost chest to chest. My breathing hitched in my throat and I now couldn't stop staring at his well defined abs. It was growing increasingly hard to focus on the issue at hand.

    Closing my eyes, I took a step back and said, "I really need to get back to Simone's house. Just drive me back, okay?"

    There was no mutter of agreement from Blue Eyes as I kept my eyes closed and waited for him to say that he would drive me back. Wondering why he was taking so long to answer, I opened my eyes back up and noticed that Blue Eyes was no longer in sight. Where could he have gone? The room was hardly big enough to play hide-and-seek. With a groan, I started searching the place for where he could have gone and came up with nothing. Where in the world could he have hidden in this tiny cellar?

    That's when I noticed the mysterious door, closed and cold as if waiting for me to turn the knob to find out what laid inside. Looking around the room one last time, I made my way over to the door and placed my hand on the handle. It turned with ease as I prepared myself to slowly open it and reveal Blue Eyes' hiding place. Yet, before I could do anything of the sort I was yanked away by my waist and pushed against a wall.

    Blue Eyes had me pinned with a crazy smirk on his face. Sadly, from the way he was holding me to where it hurt and the dangerous glint in his eyes I could see that he wasn't just joking around. As far as I was concerned, though, it was his fault that I'd almost opened the door in the first place. If he hadn't gone to hide wherever it was, then maybe we wouldn't be in the situation we were in.

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