Strings of Fate

Chapter 91

91- Rocks and racing

“Let me?” I repeat, glaring. He sighs dramatically.

“You’re not seriously going to argue are you? It’s not safe here right now, and I don’t think I could stand to let you out of my sight. Come stay with me. It doesn’t have to be forever. Just until this is sorted out.” He holds my gaze, pleading in his expression.

“If you don’t come with me I won’t be leaving, and I’ll be keeping Shaun and Aaron here too.” He adds. I roll my eyes.

“That’s just excessive. But I do see your point. I want to be there with you if it will help your feel better, and it will help me feel safe too. But also, my bedroom window is smashed to pieces and my bed is full of glass.” I

bed is full of glass.” I pause, hesitating.

“What is it?” he prompts. I sigh.

“I’m worried about Maggie and the other people in the building. I know it’s not likely that anyone would attack them, but I just can’t help it.” I admit.

be safe.” He promises. I smile at him, a weak and sort of

“Thankyou.”

lets me leave the bathroom. Either Shaun or Aaron have used my broom and swept the worst of the glass up to the side of my bed so, with shoes on, the room can be mostly, safely navigated. I shiver as I look around and realise it’s because there is a breeze coming in from my broken window. I sigh and then go dig through my closet looking for my rarely used gym bag. I eventually find it and put it on top of the dresser. I spend a few minutes and pack a few outfits and comfort items, my phone charger, toothbrush and so on. I glance at the untouched pile of clothes that Bellamy left here. Well that was a waste, he hasn’t even used them and I’m going to stay with him. Then again, it might not be forever. I might still

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91- Rocks and racing

or two I need to work out some kind of agreement for rent. I get the feeling he is going to argue about that too. Ugh, I haven’t even gotten there yet

I have regular clothes and pyjamas. My eyes land on

are you looking for?” he asks. I

no further explanation needed. Bellamy doesn’t respond, just moves to the bed, crunching over the scattered glass shards and grabs the pillow. He shakes it and pats it down thoroughly making sure that there is no glass stuck in it anywhere before bringing it to me. I take it immediately. He zips up my bag and pulls it over his shoulder. It’s a baby pink colour and honestly looks a little ridiculous on him. But also sort of adorable? We head out to the living area. I feel particularly small and pathetic in

the window was smashed. As for that, we found. this in the bed.” He holds up a large rock, it looks like one from one of the yards of a neighbour down the street. I see those rocks all

Bellamy a crumpled up piece of paper. I recognise the typed out writing

YOU WILL PAY BITCH.

ONLY

WATCH YOUR HEAD!!!

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