Secrets Out

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"Huh?" He asked worriedly.

"Well, your meaty arms pulled me up! I think you broke it," I hissed as I poked my arm.

"The only think broke on you is your head Hali," he said smiling softly.

"Oh, so your Carrot Top now?"

"Nah, more like Kevin Hart," he laughed.

"What is the difference!"

"Well, Carrot Top uses props. Kevin Hart just uses his amazing ability to make fun of people. Like me. Example? I just made fun of your lack of brains."

Glaring at him, I tried figuring out how I could hit him without hurt in myself. He started walking away from me. I saw my chance. I popped him in the back of the head. He froze and turned to me slowly.

"What the hell was that for!" He hissed.

"Oh, I don't know, Kevin Hart!" I growled back at him.

"Seriously? You Gibbs me?"

"I what you?" I asked confused.

"Gibbs?"

"Who the hell is he? Another comedian?"

"No. He's off a TV show."

"How are you so fit? Watching so much TV and all! Oh! I know! You take some kind of muscle thing right?" I joke at him.

"Hell no! Im all natural!" He said posing.

"Uh-huh," I said rolling my eyes.

Rolling his eyes at me, he snatched my hand up and ran it over his chest. My hand was hot from touching him. Swallowing, I met his eyes.

"What?" I asked, forgetting who I was.

"Really? I have that much power over you?"

"Huh?"

"Making you forget who you are?" He smirked.

"I said that out loud?"

"How else could I hear it? Do I look like a mind reader to you?"

"Oh yes, sir! You do. Can you tell me my favorite color?" I rolled my eyes.

"Oh shut up!" He barked walking to the bathroom.

Giggling, I wandered around the house. I never understood the point of a house with everything out in the open for all to see. When you walked inside, everything was right there at you. One floor. One big room. Only two doors. That being for the bathroom and bedroom. Nothing else. How wonderful! Glancing down, I noticed a bag sitting beside the bed.

Padding over to it, I unzipped it and froze. My blood felt like ice shooting through me. What the fuck is this? I wondered. I picked up one of the folders and a picture fell out. My eyes narrowed as I picked it up. I know that girl. Flipping the folder open, there were papers everywhere of her. Holy shit. I know her but from where though? Oh my god.... That's me!

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