Paige's POV:
I was up 'till midnight, finishing a Grimm marathon. The episodes got too gory for me to watch, so I decided to go to bed now. Only if I could.
The Grimm episodes scared the piss out of me! I can't even think straight.
I layed in my bed, listening to everything around me. I heard loud breathing and started to freak out, but then I found out it was just me. I looked over on the wall and saw a dark figure in the top corner of it. My breath became louder as my heart rate picked up. I almost cried when I though I saw the black figure move.
I quickly switched my lamp on and looked at the corner, but the figure was gone. I turned the lamp on again, and the figure was back! I turned my lamp on again and it was gone. Wait...
It was just my TV's shadow.
Stupid, Paige. I mentally slapped myself.
I got out of bed and looked under my bed and in my closets. Just checking...if there is any, ya know...monsters. I really shouldn't watch scary shows.
After convincing myself that there were no monsters in my closet, I layed back in bed and turned off my lamp, I snuggled up against Ali and-
Wait! What the hell!?
"Ali, how the hell did you end up in my bed!?" I whispered/screamed.
Ali just shrugged and stood up out of my bed. I then noticed her tear-stained face.
"Awe, hun. What happened?" I asked while opening my arms out, pulling Ali in for a hug.
She hugged me and sobbed into my whinney-the-pooh pj shirt. I rubbed her back soothingly while she cried.
After she sobbed for a good five minutes, she sat up and looked at me. I handed her a box of tissues that were on my dresser, and gave her a reasurring smile.
"What happened?" I asked cautiously.
"My dad and mom...fighting...and...spitting...yelling...and...screaming...assholes...but...running...away," Ali said through sniffs.
"You're telling me that your mom and dad were fighting in front of you, and your dad spit in your mom's face and then they started yelling. Then you ran away to my house?" I asked. Ali nodded and I brought her in for another hug. She started sobbing again, until she fell asleep. I removed the tissue box from her grip and put it back on my dresser. I pulled my comforter over her body and tucked her in. Then I propped her head on my pillow and let her sleep in my bed.
I grabbed some extra blankets and oillows in my closet and layed them on the floor. I layed down and soon enough, fellk asleep.
***
'BEEP' 'BEEP' 'BEEP'
I groaned as I listened to my stupid alarm clock go off over and over again. I got off the wooden floor and stretched out my back. I went over to my lamp table and turned off the alarm clock. I looked in my bed and saw Ali still heavily sleeping. How did she not wake up from all that beeping? It was right near her ear!
I trudged over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of dark denim skinny jeans, a flowy white tank top, and some black toms. I walked into my bathroom and got changed. I took a shower last night, so I won't need one right now.
After getting dressed and all the other shit you do after that, I walked back into my room, finding Ali still asleep on my bed.
Awe she looked so peaceful.
Time to change that.
I grabbed one end of the sheet and flung it up in the air, causing Ali to go flying onto the floor.
