New Territory

Time To Get Our Gamer On 3/19/2014

New Territory

Chapter 5: Time To Get Our Black Ops On 3/19/2014

I dropped the boys off in the drive way, then opened the garage door and parked inside.

The group was sitting at the island when I entered the kitchen, munching on my Girl Scouts cookies.

"Hey!"

Seven heads snapped in my direction, their mouths full of cookies, their faces showing surprise.

"Don't move." I ordered them, noticing the picture perfect moment.

Running to the living room, I grabbed my professional Nikon camera, then went back to the kitchen, where the guys were still frozen.

I laughed and snapped a picture, then put the camera up.

"I'm still mad at you guys," I warned them.

Chase smirked. "Oh well. How's your cheek? "

"It's fine."

Rolling my eyes, I noticed the time on the stove clock, shocked at how late it was.

"Okay boys, either you go home, or stay the night. Which one?"

A chorus of stay sounded, followed by cheering.

"Alright, have three bedrooms, but there's seven of you, so someone has to sleep on the couch and recliner. There's another problem, though."

"Shoot." Jac said, gazing at me with tired eyes.

"Even with one of you on the couch, someone will have to bunk with me..."

"I will!" Erik exclaimed, raising his hand excitedly.

I chuckled. "Okay, well that's settled. I'm gonna go take a shower. Help yourselves to anything."

I turned on my heels and walked up the glass stairs, not bothering to grip the metal railing.

Inside the bathroom, my reflection showed an exhausted, bruised girl, with hope and wishful filled eyes. Hope that this could be her new life, wishing that this is and that no one will bother coming after her.

Casting my eyes down, then upward, I assessed my cheek, noticing a bruise starting to form, then hopped in the shower. Once everything was done, I got out and wrapped a towel around me, exiting the white bathroom.

Greeting me was seven guys, all sitting in various places in my room with shocked faces.

I stared wide-eyed at them. "Thank goodness I haven't dropped my towel, you wankers!"

They grinned sheepishly, all scratching at the back of their necks.

I pointed a glare at them, then pointed at the door. After they filed out, I got dressed, then joined them in the game room, playing a few rounds of Black Ops with them.

After laughing and fighting with each other, we all headed to bed, exhausted after a long day.

Erik had enough sense to stay on his side of the bed, thankfully, so I drifted off to sleep almost straight away. I couldn't sleep with someone having their limbs circling me, mainly because of what he did.

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"I told you, you couldn't run from me." The voice whispered, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to rise.

I whipped around, trying to find the owner of that vile voice, but once only met with blackness. I glanced around frantically, trying to find something in this void.