A Killers Heart Stolen

Chapter 4

I wake up and where my brother's chest should be I find a pillow wrapped in his t-shirt. That ass. Is the only thing I can say. I grougily get up and discover a note from the ass-hole himself.

Baby K,

Sorry about the t-shirt and pillow thing. I know you will want to kill me, but please don't. You are the most amazing person and I am honestly sorry. I will be back in one week and I can promise you that. I will be back in that position by this time next week. I love you baby k. Don't worry Montana can't be that bad.

-Love

Your Day

I gotta admit that I didn't mind that he left since he did leave a note. I get up and decide to change into a pair of jean shorts, which the pockets are ridiculously deep and stick out from the shorts and have british flags on them. I pull out a gray tank top, and some gray convers, just to go walking around town in.

I head down the stairs, and there are alot! I make a mental note to never take the stairs again.By the time I reach the lobby and I regret my decision to take the stairs. once I recover I head out to look around town. Oh yeah, forgotnto mention I have a knife hiding in my shoe. A girls gotta hide a weapon somewhere.

I walk a ways down and I find a small coffeshop. I am just a few feet away from the door when a guy comes out completely wrapped up in his music , but I don't blame him I mean I get that way too. Which reminds me that I should play some so I don't look like a tourist. Right as I am about to look up with my earbuds the guy runs into me and his ised coffee spills onto my shirt.

"Shit." I say.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry." The voice sounds really familiar. He looks up an he recognizes me the same second I do the same to him.

"Jeremy?"

"Kaira?"

"Yeah," I can't help but laugh cause that is what I do when things get awkward.
"I didn't see you sorry." I just reply that it's ok and that I can get a new shirt.

"You wanna go get a new one?" He asks me.

"Where?"

"Hollister."

"They have one here?"

"Yeah, it's not that small of a town." We both chuckel and he links his arm with mine and directs me to his car. I gasp when I see his Cadillac. It's a CTS and I am impressed.

"Whoa," is all that I can say.

"You like?"

"Hell yea, are you kidding?"

He smiles and opens my door. I start noticing the things he does. They are very gentleman like. I smile and it makes me happy to know that I could possibly have a normal life here and not have to mix buisness with pleasure.

I look at him and smile. He looks at me, I bet trying to understand the meaning of the smile. Maybe 15 minutes later we are at a mall. I am impressed by the mall and when he pulls me out of the car he laces his fingers with mine and it feels great. I mean, I've never had that even with a friend as a child. He lets go and I am sdden once we go into the mall.

We slowly make our way to the store we want but we start talking on our way there.

"So, based on the way you zoned out at the coffee shop, you like music." I smile and he chuckels and puts his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah, I like it alot." he looks me in the eye and I look through those glasses into those eyes that remind me of the lush forests of home. It makes me feel like there is something familiar about him. I let one gaurd down, though there are like 12, it's a start.