Consume

New start?

Pulling up to the little White House with great need of a paint job I sighed.

This is awful. Who wants to move half way across the country to a tiny town in the middle of nowhere.

With the name of freaking Lotyton. Who even names a place that!Population of 2134 people exact.

The entire town held a gloomy overshadow and I can't stand it. I want to go home back in Arizona not here.
It's to cold and dreary here.

"Sweetie we're here" my mother said from the driver seat.

No shit We 're here.

Grabbing all my bags and phone I slowly open the squeaky door of dads old truck. Shrugging the big ballet bag onto my shoulder and balancing my duffle on my hip I start walking to the house while trying to hold my phone without dropping it.

Looking at the house I realized It was your stereotypical "help I'm broke I just need a place to stay" house.

Grimacing at the creaking coming from the steps every time I put my foot on it I waited by the door not wanting to go in. I could already smell the smell of something rotten coming from inside.

Maybe this is all a trick and I will just blow up and not have to hide all the way out here.

Holding my breath I take a few tentative steps in the door.
Just another loud creak sounded through the wood boards.

Crap. I didn't blow up.

Ugh why can't we just live somewhere else I moaned.

"I don't know sweetie" my mum patted my back before going into the house with a big box.

Following my mum into the house I took note of the layout. It looked like my grandmothers house. Deep Red wallpaper with old wood floor boards went down the main hallway with various pictures and such my case worker had placed on the walls.

"Mr. Colton did well with everything here" I said.

"You give that man too much credit" my mum responded with a bitter undertone.

"He saved my life mum... Hell, he saved yours too what do you have against him!"

Turning around fast my mum walked away from the picture she was staring at and rushed in front of me.

"Sca... Crap sorry I mean Ruby, you need to calm down you remember what happened last time"

Rolling my eyes I left the hallway to map out the rest of the house.
Hearing my mother sigh I knew I screwed up again.

Turning left I found the living room looking bare except for the dusty grey couch in the corner and the many boxes littered across the room.

Sitting down roughly against the floor I decided opening a box I found more pictures and momentums that don't even belong to me or my mum.

Feeling sad I started to feel and remember little things about him.
Running my fingertips gently against the side of the box I picked up the thin plastic and closed the lid to the box gently and got up dusting my bum off with the back of his sleeve.

Staring down at the now dirty sleeve and clean spot on the floor I left the living room now seeking out my bed.

Well not my bed. But my ...bed?
I guess it's my bed now. Laughing quietly at how stupidly funny I am.

Squeeeeek

What on earth was that?
I walked towards the door way in the living room finding it led to the kitchen.

Walking in I heard another squeak coming from around the big cabinet. Panicking I backed up against the wall.

"Mum?" I whispered

Squeeeeeek
Followed by some heavy rustling. Those idiots didn't check to see if someone followed them here earlier now we have an intruder. Great.
Leaning down to conceal myself I grabbed the pocket knife from my boot.

"Mum?" I whispered again slightly louder.

Swallowing thickly I got into attack mode.

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"Okay hold yourself like this" he instructed holding my hips while kicking my feet apart and putting one leg in front of my other.

"And if I don't" I smirked crossing my arms. Flashing him a wicked glance over my shoulder.

Raising an eyebrow he smiled before leaning next to my ear.
I could feel his breath cold against the back of my neck.

"Then.I.will.do.this" he said grazing his lips against the back of my neck before kicking my legs back and making me fall to the ground.

"Ow you jerk what was that for" I asked.

Smiling a big Cheshire grin "I told you before to always keep focus especially on the enemy".

Bending down to grab my hand made his loose shirt fall down exposing his chest through the neck hole. Blushing heavy I grabbed the strong arm and let myself be pulled up.

Turning around he went over to the desk looking down at the dirty mess on it before grabbing a knife.
"Lesson two!"
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Flicking the knife around my hand I walked carefully around the cabinet. My heart race picking up.

* "Step one: calm down" his voice resonated throughout my head.

Locking my legs and placing one in front of the other I inch my self to look around the cabinet.
Just go fast.
Jumping around the cabinet I grab the person and pin them to the wall.

"Who are you!" I demanded pressing my elbow into their back.

He was wearing a black leather coat and from what I can tell with his face pressed against the wall was he reminded me of him. Fuck.

"Answer!" My voice trying to be steady.

But it can't be him can it? Stop it, don't do this right now. He's not here. He wouldn't come here alone.

Shaking their head a little I pulled him by his shoulders to slam him back against the wall.
"Tell me or I will kill you" I seethed

Chuckling a dark laugh he kicked my knees out sending me crashing to the floor. Backing up fast from the de Ja Vu it gave the man his chance to dust off his jacket before turning around.

"Oh babe I wouldn't doubt that"

My racing heart stopped.
He's back.
For me.