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A/N: "The struggle you're in today is developing the strength you need for tomorrow." Follow/comment/vote please! Love you! X

Mikey's POV
"Blair. Blair, babe wake up!" I said and lightly shook her.

"Mmh." She moaned but didn't budge.

"Alright." I lightly laughed. This girl clearly wasn't moving so I scooped her up in my arms and grabbed her heels and carried her into the house.

I was seriously struggling to unlock the door, hold the sleeping girl, and carry all of my stuff that I had.

"Shit." I cursed at I hit my funny bone off of the door while trying to close it.

I head a tiny giggle come out of the girl the was suppose to be sleeping in my arms.

"Did you just pretend to be sleeping so I would carry you?" I asked.

She opened one eye and let out a small laugh again. "No, I really was. You're cursing woke me up." She spoke.

"Oh sorry." I said sincerely.
"I don't like when people swear, Mr. Clifford." She spoke and I instantly felt bad.

"I'm really sorry. I had no idea. I just thought maybe since you were in the business you are in that you would be use to it. I won't do it again." I rambled on and on.

"Better not," she spoke. "Asshole." She added quickly and tried to hide her smirk.

"Oh whatever!" I laughed as I carried her up the stairs. "Why the hell am I still carrying you?"

"My feet hurt!" She cried. "And I'm tired."

I have never seen someone with a yawn that cute. I don't know what it was about her but she's different. Most of the girls we rescue are scared and fragile and honestly just plain weak. But not Blair. She sticks it out and all though she is worn, she is still strong.

"Baby." I muttered.

"Jerk." She shot back.

"I'm in charge of your life right now. I would not be calling me a jerk." I laughed as I set her down on the bed she would be occupying for the next two months.

She looked away innocently. "I do what I want." She sassed.

"Oh gosh. That's going to change soon." I said sitting on the bed with her.

"Excuse me?" She asked.

"You do realize what we are about to do, right?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"No?" She said as a question.

"I suppose I should have explained it better." I laughed nervously and she nodded.

'Well basically we are taking everything away from you and you're going in hiding so you're not killed.' Was the short version of the whole thing.

"You'll be here for a while with me. If we need food or whatever I'll go get it and you'll stay in the house. You won't be allowed outside unless we say so. If someone rings the doorbell or knocks, you go up to your room and give me a call. Do not, under any circumstances, open the door." I told her.

She nodded slowly.

"Also I need your phone." I spoke.

"Oh hell no." She said quickly.

"Blair, I'll get you a new phone in a few weeks but right now it's too risky." I spoke and pulled the blankets up her legs.

"That's not fair. What about my family?" She bit.

"They've been informed and are also being protected." I informed her.

She nodded but kept quiet as she picked at a fuzz on the blanket.
"Anything else?" She asked, taking her eyes off of the blanket to meet mine.

I sighed before taking her hand in mine. "Yes," she rolled her eyes. "You're Facebook, Instagram, twitter, and Pinterest will be deleted." I spoke and he eyes went wide.

"My Pinterest!" She cried. "No! Not fair!"

"You can use mine if you really want. I'm sorry babe but you need to be completely off the grid. Everything is about to be changed but it will be good for you, I promise." I said but she didn't look at me. This was a lot for her to take in and her life was literally being taken away from her when really she should be living her life right now. These are the prime years.

She looked at me like I had five heads. "You have a Pinterest?" She spoke like it was a sin.

I just laughed at how appalled she looked. "Yes. Guys have Pinterest too." I informed her.

"Not normal ones." She tried whispering.

"I'll ignore that." I said looking at the clock. "You should get to bed." 

She looked at me like she wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to. I raised an eyebrow at her and she finally sighed before speaking.

"Could I get in the shower first? I feel gross." She spoke.

Why was she embarrassed to ask that?

"Yeah love, of course you can. Come with me." I said standing up and walking to my room.

 "There's a bathroom down the hall but the shower is nicer in here." I smiled, pulling towels out for her and all the things she'd need.

"Thank you, Mikey." She smiled.

I gave a quick nod before walking out and sitting on my bed.

I played with my phone while I listen to the shower water run. I slightly jumped as my phone rang. What now? But I was relieved when I saw whose name flashed across the screen.