Why?

Chapter 9

Marie's POV

After convincing Jack that I was perfectly fine, he finally let me take a walk out in the snow. I looked up a the grey, dim sky and wondered why he was so nice to me. 'Was it because I let him stay at my place? Or because I helped him that one time with the cops? Well, he does have food on his plate everyday because of me. Wait, why did I decide to help this guy and offer him a place to live?' Whatever my thoughts were, I was always led back to think it's in the past now and I can't go back to make a different decision. As I was walking and thinking to myself I suddenly heard a quiet meow. I looked towards the noise which surprisingly was coming from an alley way. I looked curiously peeked over the corner of the alley way in front of me. There I spotted a box that was closed shut with tape over the top to keep it from opening. I walked over to the box and picked it up, 'Was this where the meowing was coming from?' I decided to take the box home, where I can open it, to see what it was. 'Maybe a recorder? Or a toy that was suppose to be a cat? It can't be an actual cat, that be weird..' When I got home Jack was sitting at the kitchen table greeting me with a smile. His hands where hidden under the table, like he was hiding something....

Jack's POV (before Marie got home)

Marie had left to take a walk and I had the WHOLE house all to myself! I then went to the guest room I was staying in and looked under my bed. I grabbed my hidden stache of magazines I've hidden from Marie. 'Man, if she found these she would think I'm a total nerd!' All the magazines were filled with articles about clothing and fashion. When I was little and my mom was, you know, alive, we used to play dress up. And once in a while she would take me clothe shopping with her, ever since then I've been intrigued by clothing. I used to have a sketch book filled with my ideas for outfits, because it was my passion. 'Then again, I am a total nerd..' I sighed at my thought and started to look through my magazines. After a while I looked at the clock and realized it was around the time Marie said she'd come back! I started to panic and rushed to get all the magazines back underneath my bed, out of sight. I sighed once I was finish, but I felt something in my pocket. I took it out to she what it was and saw that it was one of my magazines! I then remembered I put it in there because a certain piece had caught my eye. I was about to run to put it with the rest when the door opened, it was to late so I hid it under the table and supported it with my hands. The door was then completely opened to reveal Marie holding a cardboard box. I smiled at her the best I can to make her think nothing was going on.

"H-hi Marie! What's in t-the box you got there?" 'Oh great! Why can I never just play it off cool?'

"I don't know, I found in an alley not to far from here. What are you hiding under the table?" 'Oh no, oh no, oh no! She can tell! I need an excuse.'

"O-oh wow! We should open it, I think there's a box cutter in my room. L-let me go get it," I ran to my room so she couldn't ask anymore questions. When I got there I sighed in relief and put my magazine back with the others. I then walked over to my desk to grab the box cutter I took yesterday and walked back to Marie.

"Here, now lets open this bad boy!" I said handing the box cutter to Marie and hoping she wouldn't question me. Thank goodness she only gave me a worried look before turning to the box to open it. When the tape was cut we easily opened it, we looked inside and found-

Marie's POV

"Is that a cat?.." I questioned with out realizing it. I looked at the small cat staring at me, I picked it up and gently pet it. I felt sympathy for it... It was abandoned.

"I'm going to keep it."

"Wait, really? What if it has a disease?" I flicked Jack's forehead.

"It's my house, my rules." Jack rubbed the spot were I flicked him. But the thought of Jack hiding something from me kept returning to my mind. 'Was it so embarrassing to keep it from me? Or does he not trust me?'