16 and a murderer

Chapter 6: wepons

Me and Roscoe are walking by the creek he's still skinny but has lot more energy. He responds to his name pretty well now.

Roscoe, come here buddy! I call out for him to come over but he doesn't, instead he runs over to a bush and starts barking like a maniac I walk over thinking it is just an animal or something.

Rosco I said come o- I stop in the middle or my sentence because it wasn't an animal that he was barking at, he was barking at a black bag that is lodged under a log. I pull at the bag but it's stuck under the stupid branch.

Errrr it won't come out! I groan. I bang my head on the ground trying to figure out how to get this bag to see what's in it. I get an idea and grab a second branch stronger than the first. I put it underneath the first branch and push down hard enough to plow the branch covering the bag out of the ground and kick the branches to the side.

Yes! I yell happy to get the bag free. I walk over to the bag cautiously just in case. I bend down and untie the draw string bag revealing the prize I worked so hard to achieve.

Weapons? Jackpot! I say looking at a sleeping Roscoe. I root through the bag looking at all the ammo and weapons.

Let's see, I have 2 revolvers, a shot gun, a cross bow, 36 arrows, 17 boxes of 74 bullets and that's it. Who would leave such expensive stuff laying out in the woods. I put all the stuff back in the bag and sling it over my shoulder.

Come on Roscoe, we gotta go. I say to him. His head lifts up from the ground and he runs over I bend down and pet him stroking his notted fur. We start back towards the cabin. We pass the cave I first spent the night in. We pass familiar spots that I walked past before I found Roscoe. Then we pass the spot where I found Roscoe.

when we arrive back at the cabin but the doors open. I always shut the door. This worries me. I cautiously walk up to the door and peek in sitting on MY bed eating MY food is a boy that looks the same age as me. I loose my balance and fall into the cabin.

Ahh!! he yells as I fall into the room. I get up and glare at the boy clutching his arm against the wall.

Who are you and what are you doing in my house! I say angered at the stranger.

I-I-I am running away and I stumbled across this place I didn't know anyone lived here I'm sorry. He says obviously nervous. I'm Gavin and you are? He introduced himself.

I'm Emma now will you please leave before you get hurt. I say to him. He looks at me pleadingly. Please Emma my arm is broken can I at least stay until it heals? I look at him and nod. Alright, you can stay now come here and let me fix your arm, your lucky I know how to fix broken bones.

He sits on the bed and I sit next to him motioning for him to give me his arm groaning in the process. Now this is gonna hurt. I say to him. I grab twigs and Gauses I bought and made a makeshift cast for his arm.

Thanks. He says and looks away

What? I ask

Umm where am I sleeping?

On the floor, where else?

Umm could I sleep in the bed with you?

No.

Please.

No. 

Okay.  He sighs and takes off his shirt. I secretly admire his abs and he must of noticed because he started laughing.

What. I ask blushing

Nothing goodnight Emma.

He lays down after I give him a blanket to cover up with.

Goodnight Gavin.

I crawl into bed with Roscoe and go to sleep.