I Am Yours

Nine

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Nine

I was currently in my closet with my hand pressed to my mouth to cover my havy breathing from my killer. Max.

He was going to kill me. He sayed that. The look on his face when he saw my big surprise. When he saw his bike standing in front of the house entrence was of pure shock.

I shouldn't agreed to go with him. I shouldn't have texted Beck to steal Max's bike. At least I should have told him to park the damned bike in the huge garage. But, no. I clearly didn't think this through.

I shot my eyes closed, holding my breath as I heard footsteps outside the closet door.

When I finnaly opened my eyes, I saw a very pissed, very angry Max starring down at me.

"I found you!" He said those words like the creepy assasine says it in those hororr movies.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me from my closed while I was hitting him with my legs. He threw me on the bed, Max crawled above me and my breath was stuck in my througt.

Oh my God, is he going to kiss me? On my bed?

I somehow felt relived and upset in the sametime as he lowered his hands to my sides and started ti tickle me. I burst out in a crying laughter. I hate being so tickable.

"Stop!" I tried to speak between laughters.

I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore. Trapped by a cage made from his knees, placed on each side of mine.

Was it just me or it's gettig hot in here! I thought just as a phone intrrupted my franatic laughters.

Max took out his phone and chacked the ID of the caller before he picked up.

"¿Qué ha pasado?* "Max asked at the phone.

He was obvoiusly irritated as he was listening to what the speaker had to say. I was wondering what made him upset. The fact that the person was definitly spanish or that he interrupted his revenge procedure on me?

"Bien. Estaré en casa pronto."* Max added before getting up from my bed.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Do we have some food in the fridge?" Max asked avoiding my question.

"Sure! But you aren't stealing my food until you tell me where are you going." I stated folowing him down the stairs.

He sighted before meeting my eyes and looking deep into them, searching for my soul.

"My mom told me to check on my little brother, since she is at work, so I was thinking on sending him some food." he confessed.

"Okay. Than what are we waiting for?" I said going into the kitchen and taking a meat caserole and a apple pie from the fridge.

Returning to the hallway I screamed a goodby at my sister, fetched my car keys and was reaching for the door handle when Max stopped me.

"You are not coming to my neighborhood."

"And why is that?" I asked turning to face him.

"You're not!" he stated as I walked out the door and to my car. "And definitly not in that car!"

"What's wrong with my baby?" I asked him gesturing at my Mercedes.

"The fact that it's a Mercedes can cause you a lot a trouble."

"Well... I'm sure a bad boy like you can protect me." I told him winking at him, before climbing in the car.

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We arrived at his house in no time, thanks to my baby. As soon as I stopped the engine, he got out and took the food with him.

He was probably still upset that we took my car, that he didn't even notice that I was following him in the house.

"Diego, estoy en casa!*"

A nice little boy's voice replied in short time to Max's screaming in spanish.

" Diga, quién es ese coche delante de la casa?*"

The owner of the soft voice appeared in sight. He had Max's hair, but Diego's eyes were a darker shade of brown, almost black. I could tell he was a few years younger than us and he was upset.

" ¿Quién es esta chica?*" Diego asked again by the way he was looking at me, I could only guess he was talking about me.

Max only bowed his head dow, but his brother didn't say anything else.

Max probably brings girls over everytime. Is there something else left to surprise me?

"No importa! Pablo estaba aquí. Dijo que tiene que hablar con usted acerca de padre.*"

The way Max's face twisted in discust at the word padre (which I know it meens father) told me that there weren't good news. I should get a Spanish to English dictionary...

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Again I'm not the best at Spanish so if I wrote or spelled anything wrong, it's the google translate. But don't hesitate on telling me.

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1. ¿Qué ha pasado?

What happened?

2. Bien. Estaré en casa pronto.

Fine. I'll get home soon.

3. estoy en casa

I got home

4. Diga, quién es ese coche delante de la casa?

Tell me, what's with the car in front of our house?

5. ¿Quién es esta chica?

Who is the girl?

6. No importa! Pablo estaba aquí. Dijo que tiene que hablar con usted acerca de padre.

It doesn't matter! Pablo passesd by. He wanted to talk to you about father.

So much spanish for one chapter, right?