Sunlight pierces my eyes as the warm body pressing behind mine, groans. I turn my head to see Isaac, his arms wrapped around my waist as I shift around on the small couch.
I lazily smirk.
I guess he couldn't spend a night without me.
"Are you guys finally awake? It's almost twelve pm." Richie speaks up. A wonderful savory smell reaches my nose as I take a deep breath.
"Is that bacon?" I breathe, trying to get Isaac's arms from around me. He snuggles in closer to me, rubbing his face against my back.
"Let's sleep in, I'm tired." He mumbles on me. I smirk.
Should I be happy he had a restless night? Haha.
"I'll save you two a bowl." Richie calls from the kitchen behind us. I struggle against Isaac, groaning as he holds me even tighter. I glance over my shoulder, my lips above his ear.
"If you don't get off me, I'll let you sleep alone for the next week." I whisper. His grip loosens instantly and I roll out of his arms. Landing on my hands and knees, I pull down my robe, getting up and yawning. Isaac stares at me with a frown.
"That's not fair, Aliza." He complains, sitting up. I stick my tongue out at him, grinning as I wave to Richie on my way to the bathroom.
He's makes it so easy. I don't want to sleep without him either. It's fun to tease him though.
I stop in front of the large, cream bathroom door, twisting it open as foot steps to the side of me, draw my attention. Isaac stands in the hallway, rubbing the back of his head. I roll my eyes.
"You left so fast, I couldn't keep up. Let's go in together." He walks up to me, diving into the room before I can utter a word. I stand stunned for a minute.
I'll really end up doing something to him if he keeps being this adorable. Why does he have to be so perfect?
I skip into the space, following him, closing the door shut as he zips up his jeans, turning towards the sink.
Aw, I missed seeing him pee. I've felt his thing, but I haven't seen it yet. I should just stuff my hands down his pants and pull it out myself.
I bite my lips, watching him grab two spare toothbrushes, passing one to me. His shirt slightly lifts, showing his abs. My feet take me next to him.
He brushes his teeth, giving me the toothpaste as I join him. My eyes stay on him as he stares into the mirror.
His sharp jawline cuts me as the feeling from last night bubbles up inside me again.
I internally scold myself.
Just hurry up and go eat. You can have your share of Isaac later.
I smirk.
I might just devour him whole.
***
After a couple rounds of foosties and Isaac stuck by my side like a cute puppy, we sit across Richie in the kitchen with our breakfast in front of us.
The delicious scent of the bacon and eggs waft up to my nose as I take a deep sniff.
Fuck, I might have to marry Richie after all, can't kill him off either. Damn it.
My thoughts hit a wall as last night comes to my mind. A smile graces my lips as I stab my fork into the pile of scrambled eggs.
A crush on me? How cute of him. He even tried to kiss me.
My cheeks fill with the amazing favors as Richie coughs from across the table.
"You guys know they're coming soon. They have us surrounded and are closing in from all sides, if they still do things how they have for years now. I have a map for you two to use when I go talk to Mitch." He says, looking between the both of us. We nod.
"A map where?" Isaac asks, swallowing down his food. Richie sighs.
"There's a hut in the forest beside us. If my negotiation doesn't work, it'll take Mitch hours before he finds you here. Just enter from the red marked tree and follow the directions." Richie pulls out a piece of paper, sliding it across the table to Isaac. Isaac picks it up, opening it. I peek over his shoulder.
The half sheet of wide-ruled paper contains kiddie drawings with red arrows pointing places, leading into a small square box.
"That's the hut?" I ask, leaning over some more to see clearly. Richie hums a yes.
"Are you going to meet us there if your negotiation fails?" I question, lifting my gaze to look at him. He shakes his head, his eyes turned to the ground.
"What the fuck does the mean, Richard?" Isaac's tone rises as Richie looks back at us.
"Don't worry about it. You see that place marked green? Go wait there when those guys show up, ok? Wait for me to close my hand into a fist, then run." He continues, brushing pass Isaac's question.
Does he really plan to die? Cause if he does, I'd feel a lot better killing him than letting him throw his life away.
"Richie, listen-" I start, but he cuts me off.
"I swear to God if you guys try to come help me, or stagger from my plan, I'l put a bullet into my head myself." He snarls, breathing heavier as Isaac shakes his head.
"What are you asking us to do?!" Isaac yells as the sound of multiple cars, roar into our driveway, stopping in front the one-story home. We look between each other in silence.
Richie nods towards the back. We sit, watching as he comes around the table, stopping in front of me.
"Go out through the bathroom window. There's a tree there that should cover you both from view." He smiles, taking a strand of my hair and bringing it to his mouth.
"I love you. I just thought I should actually say the words. Take care of that idiot." His leans into me, softly pressing his lips against mine. He turns towards Isaac.
No.
"I liked following you around until I became a third wheel, I think it's time I leave you two alone. You'll always be a brother to me." He tells Isaac, walking towards the front door.
Why's he saying goodbye? Why's he acting like he's going to go die?
"Richie, don't leave us. We need you." I breathe out as the darkness on the borders of my vision hone in, whispering. Waiting.
I'm going to lose it.
"Seriously, we can find another way, I'm sur-" Isaac rambles, trailing off as Richie stops at the door.
"Everybody dies, guys. It probably my turn. It was cool being with you like these days. Hurry up and go." He turns away from us, putting a hand on the gun in his back pocket.
He'll kill himself if we don't listen to him. That crazy ass fucker.
Isaac nods, grabbing my arm and dragging me back towards the bathroom.
No. No, this can't be happening. I can't accept this.
You drove him to this. He's your friend? Yeah, right. That's why you left him alone this whole time, spending all your time with Isaac.
But I-
He loves you enough to give his life for your relationship and yet you thought of his feelings as a joke. You even smirked thinking about them.
That's not what I meant. I-
Isaac throws open the window. Bushes along with a huge tree trunk surround us as we step out into them, concealed from the circle of hit men around us. Richie sits in clear view, too far to hear but close enough to see his lips moving as he speaks to some guy with his hands up.
You're a monster.
The guy wear all black as well, bringing his gun up, aiming at Richie. Richie's left hand closing into a fist, as his other hand reaches behind his back for his gun.
All of this is wrong.
A gunshot goes off, shaking me to my very core as Isaac grabs my shoulders, urging me up. I comply, robotic, running away from the house. From Richie.
All of this has gone horribly, wrong.
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