Loving a Killer

Chapter 9

Laurie shivered as she felt extremely cold as if she was stuck in a rain storm. She felt sick and didn't understand why she suddenly felt this way it was all new and too sudden. Carrie was making her a warm drink of tea and some home soup. Laying in bed Laurie felt her body ache as if it was on fire, she was burning up.

Without knowing the cause of such an illness. Throat sore, stomach ached, mind gone blank as her body was taken over by such an infection. "Oh god how did this even happen? Are you sure you didn't forget to close the windows? Or accidentally let a draft in?" Carrie asked as she arrived with the warm drink and soup leaving it on the nearby desk on the room.

Meanwhile Michael as pale as a sheet, even paler than he already was. That indeed worried Jake quite a bit. Soon inside the old home he had hurried to get wood to create a fire and began to look for blankets that will keep Michael warm.

Michael eyes where half opened as he looked around his surroundings. It was a house. Confused he trys to sit up but was pushed back down. Jake stared at him forcing him down onto the bed before getting more pillows so that Mikey could be comfortable. In absolute shock he looked around him to see what was happening. This was strange. Because didn't the tanned male wanted to kill him before hand? When they had just met? So why the sudden change?

They where strangers and hadn't really know of each others existence until a few hours or so ago. What a weird guy. Michael chuckles before letting out a kitten sneeze. Which had the other male blushing at the random act of cuteness. 'Holy fuck! Why is he so fucking adorable!' Jake thought blushing deeper as he realised that the blonde had also been chuckling with that deep, alluring, masculine and sexy voice of his.

"Fuck!"