-Clair's POV-
The door opened and my father stepped in with a shot gun.
"Found you." He growled.
My eyes widened and Ben stood up.
"I thought you were at work..." I stammered.
"And I thought I told you to tell him to leave." He replied pointing to Ben.
Ben stood there shocked.
"You shouldn't have done that..." He smirked pulling out his sword.
The two stood there ready to kill each other.
"Ben. Put the sword down..." I say standing.
He looks over at me, mumbles something and sets the weapon on the couch.
Was he listening to me?!
My dad smirks putting his finger on the trigger.
"Put the gun down."
My father looks at me surprise and sets the gun down.
"Ben go."
Ben looks over at me and frowns.
"But we-"
"Go." I demand.
He nods picking up his sword and runs out the door.
"We need to talk when mom gets home..." I say quietly. "Yeah we do." My dad said walking upstairs. I walk up to my room and sit on my bed. Who would have won anyway... I mean Bens a killer but he can't really fight bullets.. Can he?
"Boo."
I look over to see Ben smiling out my window. Does this guy have a life other than ruining mine?!
I open the window and he steps in.
"You know this is the second floor, how do you get up here...?" I say laying on the bed.
He laughs and floats up "I can fly..."
"Fairy." I giggle.
He drops down and steps over to my bed. "Your daddy would have died back there."
"Why? He had a gun."
"Who cares. I would've won. I never liked dads that much anyway."
"Why not...?" I look over at him he shifts his position.
"Nevermind... It doesn't matter." He stands up. "So how bad is your little punishment?" .
"I haven't gotten one yet. But making out with a cold blooded killer on the couch I'm guessing pretty bad." I closed my eyes.
He only laughs in response and leaves.
My mom came home around an hour later, her and my dad talked and finally called me down.
"Honey... We decided its best we move."
I shake my head no. "Just you guys."
"Huh?"
"Well... If I stay here I can invite Ben to stay here with me. I can keep an eye on him and you guys can move out of town so he doesn't find you..."
My parents look at each other and my dad stands up. "Are you insane?!"
"Well no... I'm old enough anyway it's just I thought it'd be better."
My mother nods "If you think it's a good idea. We should do it..."
"What?!" My father looks I've at her.
She gives him a look and they both walk up the steps leaving me on the couch.
-TWO WEEKS LATER-
Everything packed up my parents give me one last kiss goodbye and leave.
I stood there waiting for Ben to come out from where ever he was hiding.
"Hey hotty." I hear a voice behind me.
I turn to see Ben walking holding a box.
"I got your daddy a 'I'm sorry for kissing you daughter after killing the other one gift.'"
I take the box and open it up.
Bullets.
"Very funny Ben." I walk Inside.
"I know right?! I should get into stand-up comedy!" He laughs behind me.
"So where are they anyway?"
I sit down. "They moved out. I asked them too."
Ben sat next to me "Why the hell would you do that?"
Okay so I had to lie about this... I knew he wouldn't stay here if I told him I was making sure he didn't kill anyone.
I bit my lip. "I want to be with you..."
He smirks "I see..."
"But I want you to live here with me..."
His smirk turns to a frown "You want
me to live with you?"
I nod hold my breath, hoping he believes me.
He smiles and lays back "Alright I could use a place to crash."
I smile and sighed in relief.
It got later and I started to get sleepy.
I wasn't really planing on sleeping with Ben but he wasn't moving from my bed.
"Ben..." I groaned
"Clair!" He mimicked me.
I gave up laid next to him. I wake up in the middle of the night looking over I see Ben wasn't next me.
"Ben?!" I yelled sitting up.
"Ben?" I got out of bed an ran down the stairs.
Ben walked though the door covered in blood.
