Can you repeat that

Pain in the ass

The clock read 12:55 A.M., to damn early to be up, in my opinion, yet here I was in the middle of my doorway wrapped only in my thin worn wool blanket that did little to nothing to fight against the harsh winds of winter.

But that wasn't the real reason; I was up at five till one in the fucking morning! No a person doesn't just wakes up and decides that oh I want to stand in freezing weather and freeze myself to death! No I was standing out here in this god forsaken weather because of the two almost naked men in front of me. They were the reason I stood in little to no protection against this chilling wind! Banging on my door for what seemed to be forever until I slammed the door open, they stood before me in a small huddle.

Looking clearly at the men dressed in tight fitting shorts, I saw that they held clothes that seem almost like costumes in their arms as the shivered in the cold. I really didn't need this at the moment!

"Look it's too damn early to be playing these cruel kiddish games. So if you could just go back to wherever/ whoever the hell sent you so I can go back to my warm bed and actually rest before I have to work!" Stepping back, I moved to close the door when the lean man spoke.

"Please." Sighing, I leaned against the door and waited for whatever lie they were about to tell me.

"Please what?" I asked sleepily. God I needed to get to bed and fast, I thought yawning.

“Why shouldn't I close this door?"

"Because this isn't some childish prank or do we have any intention of harming you." The muscular one replied.

Groaning, I looked at the men again. Just what I needed.

"Please, we need help." The muscular one pleaded.

"Help?"

"Yes, for reasons we cannot tell you for concern of your safety, we need help. “The lean one begged.

Sighing, I thought over their words. Why the hell come knocking at my door when there were far better and richer houses down the street than mine that would probably take these two men in a heartbeat.

"There are other houses besides mine that I am sure would help you. So why knock on my door?" I asked.

"The other house is unsuitable." The muscular one answered after a moment of silence.

Something was very wrong here. But then at that moment the wind picked up. Fuck it! I'm tired and cold!

Standing straight, I moved away from the door and waved my hand inwards. "Well don't just stand there come on before I change my mind! It fucking cold!" I yelled when they had yet to move into the house.

Stepping in the house, I closed the door behind them and head off to my bed. "Fix yourself a makeshift bed anywhere I don't care." I yawned tiredly as I took the stairs up to my small second floor.

Turning back, I called out to them not to steal anything even if there was nothing to steal?

Moments later, I once again was wrapped in my heavy cotton cover and knocked out.

-.-.-.-.

The more muscled man of the pair stared after their host whom had just left. She was a weird little woman. One who seemed not to care she had just let two strange men in her house without the clearest knowledge if they were killers or not. Lucky they weren't.

"Ike, do you think we made the right choice? Tonight we denied our future and families. What do we do now? We have nothing but the clothes on our backs and our credit cards until they figure out what we have done."

"I don't know babe. But what I do know is a life without you isn't a life." Kissing his delectable light pink lips. I laid my head on his shoulder.

"Let's take this one step at a time. And right now we both need to get some rest after the long walk in this winter cold."