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    Night Terrors – (Chapter: Blondie)


    Fuck I’m tired. I turned onto Toronto avenue and parks into the driveway of a two story house with a garage connected. I get a good look at the house and whistle lightly. Damn Jesse you sure hooked this one up nice. I turn and look at Max’s sleeping form and take in her tired appearance. The slight bags under the younger girls eyes. The tattered hoody I bought for her from wal-mart. Her disheveled reddish-brown hair. I don’t know how to help her get more sleep. I was hoping she wouldn’t get the nightmares. I mean she was only 5 when it happened…she shouldn’t be able to remember.


    “Ash those are my pancakes…” I smile at her. Atleast she’s having a good dream now. I get out the car and open the passenger side door

    “Come on firefly, we’re here..” I gather her up in my arms and close the car door with my foot. I manage to get her onto her bed before collapsing. After tucking her in and kissing her forehead I do a quick lockdown of the house before making my way into my room. Stripping down to my bra and boxers I get into bed and stare up at the ceiling. So what’s the best way to go about this? I guess we’ll just lay low for awhile and gather some information. Maybe I can even get Jesse to be able to get Max in school. No then I’ll have to go to be able to keep an eye on her. Sighing and getting out of bed I make my way to the window glistening in the moonlight. Who would be going out at three in the morning? I watch the blonde walk down the sidewalk. She came from the Carlin’s. Now would be a good time to get some information. I quickly put on some jeans and a tank and make my way downstairs. I walk up the sidewalk behind the blonde. Far enough to follow her without being noticed. Come on blondie don’t you know its not safe to walk around alone at night. I walk through this alley growing more and more unsettled. I turn a corner and stop. A park? I watch her take a seat on a bench and stare up at the sky. You know…the way the moonlight hits her face her eyes sparkle. She…she looks like an angel..

    “Can I help you?” Huh? I look at her shocked. How was she able to get right in front of me without me noticing? I know I wasn’t spacing for that long? Was I?

    “Um hello?..” Shit

    “Uh sorry I was just uh-”

    “Watching me.” she frowns

    “No…no no no..I was just..out for a walk.” I smile and rub the back of my head

    “At 3 in the morning?” she crosses her arms and her frown deepens. She looks cute all mad and stuff. I gaze into her eyes and is surprised when she doesn’t look away. So beautiful. I could drown in those deep ocean blues of hers. She looks away and looks past me. I see her eyes glint. Why does she look afraid? I turn around and come face to face with a pistol placed between my eyes.

    “Scream and I’ll put a bullet between your eyes.” I slowly back up in front of blondie

    “What do you want?”

    “All the cash the both of you have on you and a blow from your pretty little bitch.” I clench my fists as he smirks. 5’9, medium build, 9 mm handgun….snap of the wrist or kick to the legs.
    “What you staring at bitch?” He pushes the gun against the side of my head. I feel blue eyes grasp my hand.

    What you staring at bitch?” He pushes the gun against the side of my head. I feel blue eyes grasp my hand.
    “Just leave us alone…please..” I watch him point the gun at her. I take that as my cue an in a flash I grab his hand and snap it to the side. He lets out a scream as he drops the gun and staggers back.

    “Bitch…you’ll regret that.” he says as the wind starts to pick up. What the fuck?

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