Abigail's P.O.V.
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I started walking back to my house when I got to the end of the street. I noticed Namjoon looking through the linen closet and I quickly ran into my bedroom and went through the back way to hide in my hidden room. Just in case he somehow got in.
Soon I heard the grinding sound that signalled someone coming in. That's how we got here. With me pointing a gun at his head and him fearfully backed up against the wall.
"I don't want to have to do this, Namjoon. I really liked you. We could have had something."
"We still can. Can't we? Can you please just put the gun away?"
"How can I let you go now that you know this?"
"I won't tell anybody. I can work with you. It'll be like a person on the inside."
"Will I have someone on the inside or will it be the government?"I ask. This could easily be a bluff.
"You. Of course you. I- I've only known you for a few weeks but I really- um- I- I like you." He stammers.
"Fine." I say, slipping the gun into the waistband of my pants. "But I'm I charge. You have to understand that I don't trust you yet. If you try anything I will defend myself. I can leave you for dead in some ditch. It's not like I haven't done it before."
When I say this he looks scared. Oh well, he needs to know what he's getting into.
"I understand."
"Great." I say, "you live here now. Go get the shit you need from your house. And don't try running off."
End
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