Bonnie and Clyde (ON HOLD! Writer's Block.)

4. Intimidated

Finally I wake up. It seems like it's afternoon because the sun isn't as high up as it usually would be if it was morning. I didn't think I would actually sleep here, I guess my body was just really tired. Or maybe it's because Dylan is across the hall from you.. Oh god no, it's not because of him. I sit up as I stretch and yawn. I notice new folded clothes on the corner of the room near the door. "Yes." I whisper. I hate wearing the same clothes for too long, but I guess I have to get used to it. I grab the clothes and the little bag that the lady gave me and went to the bathroom. I take a quick shower, washing my hair. Then I brush my teeth and then my hair. I dry my hair with the towel as I walk to my room. "Hey Victoria." I hear someone say behind me. Who the hell knows my name? I turn around and see Dylan's door open and him smirking at me as he sits on his bed. "Hi." I say shyly. "We missed you this morning." he states. "We?" I ask. "Yeah, your friends and I." he replies. I make an o shape with my mouth, understanding now what he's talking about. He looks at my mouth and bites his bottom lip. I instantly close my mouth. I look at his clothes and see he's wear a black long sleeve shirt, but the sleeves are rolled up half way, and black sweatpants with slippers. I didn't notice he stood up until I seen his feet moving. He walks to me, about an inch away from my face and I can already feel his body heat. He lifts his hand and I flinch. "Don't be afraid" he mutters. "I won't hurt you." He softyl runs his fingers through my hair. "You have amazing hair." he whispers. "It would be amazing to pull while you're on your knees." he admits and I gasp. He chuckles. "I like the effect I have on you." he says before going into his room. I quickly turn around and go back into my room. Once I close the door I let out the breath I was holding in. "And I love the effect you have on me." I whisper to myself.

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It's time for us to go outside and I'm one of the first ones out the door. I go straight to the garden and look for the bushes filled with white roses. Once I do I sit down and hold my knees to my chest. I concentrate on the birds chirpping and the wind howling through the leaves. That's all I hear, I ignore the people who are whispering, talking to themselves, screaming at each other and just concentrate on the natural noises. It's the only way to keep me calm or I'll become crazy like these people. "Who are you hiding from?" I hear a familiar voice. "Nobody, Jace." I respond. "Then why are you here all alone?" he asks. "You know how much I love gardens, plus I want to be alone and I'm trying to ignore everyone." I explain. "Yeah it is a bit overwhelming here." he says. "I thought you like it here." I smile at him. "Yeah, but sometimes these just need to calm down." he complains and I laugh.

"I'm so, so sorry." we hear a guy say. Jace and I stand up and see Dylan soaked in juice and a guy apologizing to him. "I didn't mean to, I just tripped over the rock there." the guy says pointing at the ground. "What rock?!? There's nothing there!" Dylan yells. He's right, there isn't anything there. "I'm sorry, please." the guy continues. "Save it!" Dylan yells before walking away. "Somemone has anger issues." Jace says. "Oh stop it, if it was you you'd be angry too, so would I, so please just don't." I say before walking away. Did I just defend Dylan? I mean it's true anyone would get mad over that, especially if this people give you a new outfit everyday so you probably have to wait until the next day. But I guess if he explains what happened then they would give him a new shirt, maybe. As I walk into my room I notice that Dylan's door is open and he's in there, changing his shirt again. I watch the way his muscles move when  he lifts his arm, his back facing me. How could he be a killer, a psychopath? He's too gorgeous, too... "Staring again?" I hear him say. I look at his face and he's smirking at me. "Maybe you should close your door." Where did this random confidence come from. I instantly close my mouth. "Maybe I like an audience." he says as he slowly walks towards me. I begin to back up until my back hits my door and he's just centimeters away from my face. He's still shirtless and I feel more warmth from him. My hand goes to the door knob and I quickly twist it. I stumble inside my room and he chuckles as he follows me. My back is now against the wall where the small window is and he's standing right in front of me again.