I slowly woke up and looked at the clock... 4:30 AM... I look over to the folder and thought of leaving... I looked back at Rose. This wasn't the first time she had fallen asleep on me. In our 2 years of dating, she has had her share of naps but never in a bed. I look to see how I'm going to get out but there was one problem; her arm was around me...
Rose was notorious for light sleeping. She could sleep in class and still ace a test and answer a problem when the teacher called on her. As i go to pull off her arm, she burrows deeper into my chest... Anything but that... I hate waking her up but i have to leave... I somehow get out of her grip and leave her on the pillow.
As i get out of bed, i dont realize how bad my ankle was. As soon as I stepped on it, I had a roaring pain
I grabbed a pillow and screamed. It felt good to not hold the pain in. I started hobbling toward the bathroom to find a wrap when i trip and fall, making a large thud.
"Babe? SAM?!?" Rose panics "WHERE ARE... WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE!?!?
"Shhhhhhhhhhh" i hiss "you might wake everyone else up..."
"What are you doing" she whispers
"I... I had to go to the bathroom... You looked so peaceful and i couldn't wake you up so i tried myself"
"You're lying to me... I know you and how long your bladder takes in the morning... You were going to go find the person who beat you up weren't you?"
"Well not exactly... I was going to go talk to James" i explain
"We can go later, just please come back... Its cold without you..." She cries out. How could I resist those eyes... They were like puppy eyes.
I get back in bed and let her get to sleep again... I lie awake for almost an hour and right before i drift off...
*pound pound pound*
"Management"...
Rose wakes up "huh? Yeah we ar..."
I cover her mouth and put my finger over mine. She nods as to tell me she will stay quiet.
I get up slowly and go to the door and make a deep voice "can this wait, we have children sleeping"
"I'm sorry, is a Sam Miller in there?"
I look through the eyehole and see a man with a handgun "No but does he drive a blue truck?"
"Yes, have you seen him? We have a visitor for him"
"Yes, I helped him with his bags. He is in room 517."
"Okay thank you, sorry for waking you"
I turn around with my finger still on my mouth. I point to the clothes and the suitcase and motion Rose to bring them to the door. I run over and grab a wrap and wrap up my ankle. Rose leaves and puts the suitcase in the truck and comes back in
"Ok come on" i wrap my arm around her for support and get into my truck... That was a manual... Shit, i forgot about the clutch... I know Rose cant drive a stick so i power through it and slowly drive off.
"What the hell was that?" Rose said looking mad "you, sir, have some explaining"
Ok stay calm... "Open the glove box" my voice breaks... That was the calmest you ever been Sam, good job... "Just... Press the orange button"
She does what she is asked and the console transforms into a series of buttons and flashing lights "Sam... What... The hell... Is this?"
I look over to her "I'm tired of dancing around this so... I'm a secret agent of the Anti Terrorist Agency and the man who was fighting me was named Jeremy and he is a terrorist."
She looks at me with a blank stare "what?"
"Just look at the paper in there" i say as i speed off down the highway. I look in the rear view mirror and sigh as there is no sight of Jeremy. You
