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"You here to stab me? Get your revenge?" He questioned closing the door behind him. I would of grabbed the closest thing near me and stab him in the eye but I stayed in character, just a few minutes longer.  I set down the spare key on the table beside me and smiled back at him.

"I'm not here to hurt you, I've realized how right you are about Bronx. I'd rather be here with you." I smirked taking a glance down at my watch. River surprisingly walked slowly towards me, brushing my hair out of my eyes to play with the tips of my hair.

"You kept the silver, and the piercing." He whispered before tenderly pressing his lips to mine. I groaned sliding my fingers through his silver hair to grip it softly. When his hands reached my hips, I led him back towards the kitchen counter where he lifted me up to sit me down on top.  His touches became rougher as he gaze met my own, no visions just lust and excitement. I should of pulled away, made some excuse to leave but alas I stayed sat upon the kitchen counter watching River remove his shirt to reveal his black and white tattoos. My eyes lingered on his exquisite body before he dove back in to kiss me more passionately. His phone rang in the background made him turn to go get it. Sliding off the counter I ran to the window, sliding it up I climbed out and down the fire escape. There was a massive drop at the bottom yet I leapt down and rolled, scraping my knees along the cold concrete that ripped my jeans and cut my knees. Wincing at the pain, I bolted down the alley way where Cole was waiting in his car. I dove into the back seat before he sped off not waiting for River to realize I was gone. Once home my left knee was drenched in blood so I limped up the stairs to the bathroom to slip my jeans off. I reached for the first aid kit before propping myself up on the basin to inspect my knee. The bathroom door opened as Frosty walked in.

"Sorry! I wouldn't of walked in if you were fully dressed... Um, Cole said you were hurt so I just wanted to check on you." He fussed blushing as he opened the first aid kit and began to tend to my bloodied knee.

"What you did tonight was epic, I couldn't keep my eyes off you, I mean well I had to since you were giving me the key but..." He bit his lip as he suddenly concentrated on removing bits of gravel from my cut.

"I did my job, nothing epic about it." I mumbled, Frosty shook his head and disposed the cotton wool before getting a new one.

"Well for what its worth you looked hot tonight doing your job" he admitted, I raised my eyebrows at him before wincing at the pressure he applied.

"What's with the complements Frosty? You and Sky still together?" I asked but he ignored the question.

"Am I not allowed to compliment a fine girl like you?" He questioned.

"Frosty what's up?" I softly asked him, his flirtatious mood shifted before he moved back to take a seat on the edge of the bathtub.

"I don't know, its like when someone in this house breaks up we all feel like crap, we are one big family and just seeing you upset... I hated it once and I'm not prepared to see it again. I'm not asking you to get back with Bronx but that boy is trying his damn hardest, give him time to pull his head in." He told me before  Bronx walked in to see me and Frosty. Frosty left to let Bronx take over which I refused to do. I dabbed the damp cotton wool on my knee to remove the dry blood. Bronx set down a spare set of clothes that consisted of his oversized shirt and sweatpants. He left without further notice as I eyed off his clothes. I imagined that would smell like which made me even more reluctant to change into them. I had no other choice to quickly change before heading downstairs. The others were seated in the living room relaxing after the massive mission so I bit my lip and climbed out the window to walk home.

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As the months went by, I remained friends with the others, including Bronx and finally the six week holidays were upon us. I managed to get a job to avoid having to converse with Cole or Frosty about training or fighting zombies. They all were getting closer to fully putting a stop on the whole thing which made me relieved and sad at the same time; zombies and training is what brought us all together even though its been rough. I finished my shift and walked over to the car park as a call pulled up.

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