Case 420 /finished BxB/

9. predictable

A/N

QOTC

if the aspen and ash met the character from the last book you have read would they get along ?

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I took a shower and slowly feel my life coming back. Agh, I really wont drink again. I put on the outfit that Ash had laid out.

It smelled so much like him that I'm almost convinced he put his perfume on it when I wasn't looking.

I didn't bring anything with me because I wasn't planning on having a sleepover. Meaning I had to use his deodorant and his perfume and had to use his toothpaste. Obviously I didn't use his toothbrush. Even the thought of it makes me cringe.

I get out of the shower and walk into the living room. Ash is sitting at the small 2 person's table eating some cereal. He looks me up and down and gives me a small smile.

"You look good in my clothes" he says and I roll my eyes. The t-shirt feels way too tight on my skin and the sweatpants are also a size too small showing off a little too much. The gray color definitely isnt helping the situation.

"I hope it won't happen again" I mumbled under my breath. And he scoffs. "It shows off your muscles" he says still looking at my body. I hate being looked at.

"I'll leave now" I say and run my hands through my wet hair hoping it will look less horrible than it is.

"You can get some breakfast if you want" Ash says and I shake my head. My stomach rumbles, I'm being betrayed by my own body.

Usually, I skip breakfast because the thought of it makes me nauseous. Maybe it's the alcohol that's causing this hunger.

"Fine" I groan knowing I barely have anything in my fridge. I sit down at the small table and make a bowl of cereal for myself.

I don't say anything and stay as quiet to avoid any confrontation.

"Aspen" Ash says to me and I look up. "Yeah?" I ask him and he looks at me with intriguing eyes. "You don't have any weapons on you right now, right?" He asks me and I shake my head.

I don't know why I am not lying to him right now knowing he is someone who could kill me. I just have the small blade hiding in his socks.

"So technically I could kill you right now?" He asks and I shrug my shoulders and take an other spoonful of cereal. "Why do you ask?" I ask him and he shrugs his shoulders mirroring my actions.

"Do you want to kill me?" I ask him and he thinks taking it as an actually possibility. "Would you kill me?" He asks me. "You're not my case anymore" I say simply putting it.

Case 420 will be taken over by my college tomorrow. The stupid spotter better give him a respectful death or I will come and hunt him down. I hate those types of people the most. Their cocky personality to match their actions make it even worse.

"So you wouldn't kill me at all?" He asks me "Only if you try to kill me first" I say not showing any emotions. "Mhm" he says with a smile. He stands up and puts his plate in the sink.

"I have to kill you" he says his smile twitching and fading. "I have to" he says again hoping that maybe the words he is repeating arent true.

My eyes follow him watching his every move. He rests against the kitchen counter just looking at me.

He shots me a grin and I knew what was coming. That same stupid grin that he gives his victims. That same fucking grin he shots me when he figured out my plans.