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"Don't make a sound" my eyes burst open and I see a figure over me covering my mouth. I started breathing heavy and when I did, I felt something sharp against my throat.

"You're going to give me the drugs you stole from Fred and I'll let you live got it?" He stated. I get a better look at this dude and he has bright red hair, surprisingly good looking.

I turn my head a little and see Ashton sound asleep on the bed. Oh just fucking great, I have a partner that can sleep through a hurricane and a fucking tsunami.

"I'm going to slowly let go of your mouth. If you make one sound to wake him up, I won't hesitate to hit you or kill you" he informs me.

"Got it?" I shake my head yes as he lets go of my mouth. I gasp for fresh air through my lungs, being me I would've said something by now, but I don't want this dude to kill me, he looks like he means business.

"Why do you want the drugs?" I whispered.

"None of your fucking business, now give me them" he whisper-yells. He put more pressure on my neck, which probably shed some blood.

"If you let me go, I'll get them for you" I said squinting my eyes and nose at the pain.

"How can I trust you?" He squinted his eyes in distrust.

"If you don't, no drugs for you" I stated.

"Alright fine but no funny business, because I will not-"

"Hesitate to hit or kill me, I know. I'm not stupid" I said rolling my eyes.

He slowly lets off pressure on my neck and I sigh in relief. I raise my body, he mirrors the same actions. I stand up and look at him, seeing if I remember him or know him from somewhere, but surprisingly I never seen him in my life.

"Stop checking me out and just give me the damn drugs" he spits.

"Don't satisfy yourself, I wasn't checking you out. You wish I was though" I smirked, mumbling at the last part.

I walked towards the night stand on the other side of the bed, remembering I have an emergency gun in the drawer.

He was creeping up behind me and I sprinted my way to the draw. He reacted suddenly faster than I thought he would and pushed me into the night stand, breaking the lamp and making me hit my head. I felt blood trickle down my hand as I put pressure on my head.

The draw slid open and he took the gun out, he examined the gun, to see what kind it is and pointed the gun to my forehead.

"What the fuck are you doing Tri- oh shit" I look over to see Ashtons wide eyes look at the situation in front of him.

"Give me the drugs and I won't kill her" he cocked the gun back, ready for the bullet to go right in between my eyes, through my skull.

"Woah okay man, listen what drugs are you talking about?" Ashton says with his hands up.

"The ones you stole from Fred, I want them. Now." He demanded.

"Okay we'll that's not going to happen anytime soon so might as well kill her" Ashton says crossing his arms. He got up, the bed sheet slipping off of his body. I realized he was shirtless and the moonlight perfectly outlined his arm muscles making them- okay this isn't the time.

"What?" He answers.

"Yeah. What!" I shouted. Why would he say that, this dude looks like he went to hell and back! And he came back HAPPY.

"Kill her, you won't do it" he chuckles.

"You don't think I will?" he proclaimed.

"Ashton" I said through my teeth.

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