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~'*Chapter 4 *'~

Heyyyy wassup? I'm sorry this took so long I was out of motivation(T^T) WE'RE SO CLOSE TO 100 READS- Ok so uh here's chapter 4:D. We left with Ruv asleep in Whitty's arms right? Anyways-

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- Ruv's POV

I woke up on a bed in a room I didn't recognize. I also felt kind of...warm. Normally my body temperature would be very cold but right now it isn't. 

I started to look around and I know this wasn't the living room.-

Shit. I observed the room and saw a ton of posters and in those posters there was a person...

IT WAS WHITTY-. WHY TF AM I IN HIS ROOM?. I noticed my ushanka wasn't on my head. And so was my jacket. 

"Morning". I was startled. looked to my left and saw Whitty 

"AAAAH WHY THE FUCK AM I IN YOUR GODDAMN ROOM???" I exclaimed. The ground started to shake. 

"Calm down jeez". I covered my mouth and the ground stood still again

"Care to explain?". I asked

"Wellll you fell asleep when you were crying so brought you to my room and I was awake all night to make sure if you had a nightmare, I could wake you up and luckily, you didn't have another nightmare.".

".. You were sweating like crazy last night so I took of your ushanka and jacket". Whitty spoke

I started to recall what happened last night....I FELL ASLEEP ON WHITTY- and I the nightmare.

I was slowly drifting away from reality to think about what happened...well until Whitty placed his hand on my shoulder. I flinched at the touch. 
Wait if he stayed up all night, isn't he gonna sleep?

"Don't you need to sleep?". I asked

"Nope I'm a bomb remember? I can go probably a few weeks without sleeping before I start to get grumpy and tired." Whitty stated.  

Interesting. Forgot he was a literal bomb. 

"Anyways you should probably get ready. Carol's making breakfast".

And with that he stood up and walked away. 

I sat up observing the room. It wasn't that bad. Like I said a ton of posters. There was ripped poster inside the trash bin. I think what looks like a purple skinned dude with red glowing eyes was on it. There was a name on the bottom of it. It said "Daddy...Dearest" I think. What a weird name-. 

There was a desk at the corner of the room, some paper and my hat was on it. There were a few instruments in the room too. 

I started to think about what happened last night again. My nightmare... The little girl.. My little sister.

I left her. By herself. All alone. She's probably dead...

"I'm sorry I left you.." I whispered. I wanted to see her again but that nearly impossible.

I'm so stupid and selfish!. If I didn't abandon her she probably would be right beside me right now.