"Where are we going?" I asked.
Sebastian had his hands over my eyes, guiding me to wherever he was taking us.
"Doesn't matter," he dismissed my question. "Do you still have your gun?"
I groaned. "Yes. You've asked me that about five times already."
"And I'll ask five more times. I just want you safe."
He patted the waist band of my jeans where the gun was planted. I wanted to complain about it being uncomfortable but decided against it, remembering Sebastions threat.
***
"I do not want to carry a gun!" I shouted at Sebastion.
"What part of I don't give a damn do you not understand!" he slammed his fist on the bathroom counter. "You are going to bring a gun with you whether you want to or not."
"Yeah that's what you think," I replied sarcastically before throwing the gun onto Sebastians bed. I made sure the safety was on first before I did. I wasn't that dumb.
I started to walk for the door when I was yanked backwards. Sebastian gripped both of my arms tight and spun me around to where I was facing him. He brought one of his hands behind his back and pulled out another gun, slowly bringing it towards me. Reaching behind me, he slipped the gun in the waist band of my jeans.
"I swear Chloe," he growled in my ear," you remove this gun, you're not going to like what I'll do to you. I promise you that."
***
I shivered as the event replayed in my mind.
"Sebastian!" I whined.
"Hush," he muttered. "We're only five steps away."
I huffed.
"We're here!" he exclaimed.
"Finally," I muttered underneath my breath.
If he heard me he didn't act like he did.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Okay," he said. "1..2..3.."
Removing his hands, he moved in front of me and pointed his hands towards the front of a store.
"Badcock?" I asked.
"Yup," he said, popping the p.
"You dragged me all this way, only to end up at a furniture store?"
"Yes ma'am."
"What, exactly, are we going to do here?"
"Well since you asked nicely, I figure I can tell you."
Walking up to me, he grabbed my hand in a death grip.
"We're going to get you a bed and me a new couch."
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