Masked Slayer: Night Warrior

Plot B: Slay 1

Plot B: Slay 1

"I'd rather eat pineapple on pizza."

"Gross."

Erin would rather eat pineapple pizza then ever trying cheese pizza since apparently, it had more calories she didn't need.

Which made no sense to me.

You do not disrespect cheese pizza like that, a pizza deserves to be eaten.

"Why are we even arguing on this?" She questioned.

"You started it." I reminded, munching on the bowl of chips Erin had put in front of me.

 "Never mind. And what the fuck you just ate the entire bowl?"

My mouth was full of chips when I responded, "Yes. Can I have some more?"

"I can't believe how you manage to look like a fitness model herself even though you eat like a pig." 

"Chips." I replied once more, my eyes now fixated on the TV screen situated in front as I held my bowl out to her.

"Fine." And with that she got up to get me some more chips. I blew her a kiss, to which she just glared at me.

I loved her.

It sucked that my current life was such a secret from  her, but it was for her own good. I couldn't tell her, it would put her in danger. Something I was not willing to let happen.

Erin returned shortly, handing me the bowl and sitting back right next to me.

We chatted through some random sitcom on one of the channels, and it was then that she asked,

"How long till you're at Nelsons?"

This was the topic I was avoiding up till now.

I blew out a sigh, "Erin I told you, its just a matter of time-"

"No. Don't lie to me. I don't want you disappearing on me again. You're living in a fucking hotel for heavens sake!"

I set my bowl aside, completely facing her, "I won't leave okay? Just give me some time. I need to sort out some things. I've more than enough to spend at the moment and I'm doing a good job at it. Once I find myself a good apartment here, i'll settle. Don't worry."

"But why wouldn't you just stay here? It'd be so much more easier."

"I can't. I really don't want to put you through trouble by having me. Just, let me be for a while till I can get my shit together. I'm still processing everything on my own."

That seemed to shut Erin down for a moment, because she hesitantly nodded. She was very easy to be convinced, and that was what scared me about letting her in on my own dark life.

A few minutes later, I was back to chatting her on about her food interests.

But that didn't last long, because I heard footsteps descending, my senses kicked in as I sat upright.

"What's wrong?" Erin asked.

But my doubts were confirmed once Ace, Erin's brother stepped in.

He was at the house the entire time?

Shit.

The last time I met Ace was the first time I saw him the same day I met Erin. But our encounter was cut short because I strode away before he hit me with questions I couldn't answer.

He looked like he was fresh out of the shower due to his damp hair. He looked just like the last time I saw him, how could someone look this attractive all the time?