Better days (book two , graves an reader)

Running aimlessly (chapter 20)

"Family must've ran off in a hurry trying to flee. Must've died trying."
Graves muttered as he picked up one of the photos that lied under a bunch of broken glass. The shards looking like blue smashed crystals yet the texture sharper than his wit. You scanned around walking further into the house seeing the kitchen. The cabinets were open and messy , cans lied on the floor and papa era were scattered on the kitchen island as well as the fridge were open. As you looked around graves locked the front door making sure no one could get in and he turned on his heel and looked at the stair case to his left that lead to the upstairs.

You finished looking around not finish much and
you walked back down the hallway and you met back with graves.
"Keep lights off , it draws attention. Dim the flashlights."
You explained as you grabbed your bag off your back and you opened it up drawing two flashlights handing one to graves.
"So will stay here for the night....relax up a bit and leave in the morning. I'll go downstairs and cook something yeah ? Eat Something and pass time , maybe sleep or talk? Maybe shower?"
He suggested and you shook your head before starting to walk up the stairs.
"Shower if waters still running. I'll wash my clothes and find something upstairs hopefully."
You replied and he placed his hand gently on your shoulder stopping you from continuing. You tensed and he noticed this before awkwardly pulling away and he rubbed the back of his neck before muttering "sorry".

You headed upstairs , walking up the steps as graves turned around and walked into the kitchen , flicking on his flashlight to see as the sun had finally set and it was dark out. As you headed upstairs you looked at the pictures on the wall seeing the happy family with there kids , it was a shame not knowing where they were but you had better things to think about. As you walked upstairs there was a left and right hallway. You walked down the the right seeing the bathroom and two rooms at the end of the hall assuming one of them was the master bedroom and the other was the kids room. You went into the bathroom seeing the white tiled floors and the light grey walls. There was a black marbled countertop wit a sink and a mirror above it as well as a stand up shower that had the same titling just on the walls and the shower head came from the ceiling as well as the shower had glass doors and a phone holder.

Rich fuckers. You though before stepping in fully and seeing a few towels stocked as well as other hygiene nessitiys. You closed the bathroom door and You looked at yourself in the mirror and you looked at your bloodied hands , you hands on a slight tremble as you knew it was ghosts blood from when you had tried to help him. The red crimson was caked on and dry , crusting up your hand leaving it to stain and you felt your heart drop to your stomach as you looked at the dog tags hanging around your neck as well. You felt yourself tear up again but you held it back as you placed your bag on the floor and you went to the sink again to check for water. You lifted up the sink nozzle and you watched as the cool water poured down into the sink bowl.

There was water thankfully.

You placed your flashlight up to where you could see and you shut the water off and you grabbed a bar of soap from your bag that you had taken from graves and such and started to strip from your dirty clothes and you made your way over to the shower turning it on a immediately stepping in not even letting the water go warm. You watched as the dried up blood that had been on your hands flow into the drain leaving a red pink water line down at your feet. You let the cold water hit against your skin letting it run down your body and you kept quiet as you thought to yourself. You looked down at your chest seeing the dog tags ghost had given you and you shook your head wanting the thought to leave your head. You knew one wrong move and if graves screwed you over you would kill him. As much as you wanted to reconnect with him you couldn't risk anything , he's already gotten so much taken from you and you couldn't take anymore. You've had gone through a lot and anymore you just might lose your mind.

You washed yourself as best you could with the soap that you had and you made sure that you were as clean as best as possible. You felt the cold steel from the dog tags that were hung around your neck. You washed head to toe and kept everything simple and quick and before you knew it everything was finished. You stepped out of the shower with the bar of soap that you had used and you got up grabbing a towel , wrapping yourself in it and you looked at your dirty clothes you had took off and you walked passed it ignoring it and you simply took your bag and flashlight and walked out into the hallway feeling the cool air hit against your skin. You walked down the hall into the master bedroom and you stepped inside of the room seeing a large queen sized bed , it had a black framing with grey sheets. The walls of the room being white with the furniture being black and grey. There lied a large flatscreen mounted on the wall as well and you didn't bother with looking at anything else before going into the closet that lied on the right side of the bedroom.

You walked over , water dripping down from your wet legs and hair and you slid open the closet , placing the flash of the light around it to make sure you could see and you looked around the closet seeing different assortments of shirts and some pants. You rummaged around and you found some black cargos , a plain black shirt , underwear and a a tank top ,the clothes smelling of mine and sandal wood. A scent that reminded you of ghost. You sighed before placing down your bag and pulling out some deoterant and you put some on before putting on the tank top as well as putting the normal t-shirt over it and you put on the underwear and pants and you grabbed a pair of boots that you saw at the bottom right of the closet and you grabbed those putting them on too. They were a bit big on you but it would suffice for now as there wasn't much of an option.

As you were finishing up you saw graves at the door, holding up his flashlight to see as he was  looking at you and he held a small look and you turned fully glaring at him.
"Were you here the whole time?"
You muttered and he shook his head.
"No , just came up here to tell you that I made some rice and green beans that I found in the cabitnet with some canned chicken."
He explained and you gave a slight nod.
"Okay."
You relied and he gave a small smile.
"Seems these people had some basic taste."
Graves observed as he looked around the room.
"Basic rich bitches what do you want?"
You said and he rolled his eyes in a playful manner.
"Well foods ready so"
He spoke.
"Your cooking as shitty as the MRES?"
You cocked a eyebrow at him and he just looked at you for a second before his small smile turned into a smirk.
"No , not as bad as your attitude though."
He retorted and you huffed.
"Must not be as bad as your grays."
You countered and he shook his head as he turned on his heel.
"Dinners ready so come downstairs and get some food."
He suggested before walking back down the hallways and heading downstairs.

One would loosen up and make a connection for