Rin Jones

Chapter 4

Rin's P.O.V.

Me and Yukio got to my apartment. I just opened the door because I don't have a lock.

"You didn't lock your door on your way out?" Yukio asked as we walked in.

"I don't have a lock, so I can't." I said as I took off my gloves and scarf.

"Why haven't you gotten fixed?" He said after he put his suitcase next to the couch.

"Because I don't have a tun of money. And I don't have anything worth stealing." I said as I took my jacket off.

"Are you serious? You need to get it fixed regardless."

"I know."

"What about your neighbors?

"What about them?"

"You said I might not like them, tell me why."

"The people above me like to yell at each other every morning. The apartment the left of me is a junky and is high most of the time. And the people that are in the apartment down the right hall and the least door, are a brother and sister who live together. She complains about how I'm to loud sometimes."

"Why do they live together?"

"They live together because her brother is special needs. And can't take care of himself most of the time. The only times I see him without his sister is when he is walking down this hall and giving people bandana bread. Otherwise they're together."

"Well, it is good she does that for him. You could be barley be without me after you came back."

"I know. I was just panicked all the time. I wanted to be sure you were okay. And then I left like an asshole."

"Hey, don't beat yourself up over that. You let me come here to be with you again. That's all that matters right now. Alright?" He said as he walked over to me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Alright." I said with a slight smile.

Time skip~~

As Yukio was taking a shower I did some work at my desk. It's around 10:30. Yukio's going to sleep on the couch.

"Are you going to go to bed?" Yukio asked as he came into the room, while drying his hair with a towel.

"I will. I just need to take care of a few things." I said as I continued to type on my computer. I wasn't drinking any alcohol because I don't want him to be mad at me for drinking. So, I basically have a craving I can't fix right now. He let out a sigh as he sat on the couch. I wasn't really paying attention. And every so often I would write something important down on the note pad.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for some sort of evidence to prove that someone is incident."

"Is that a job you were given?"

"No, I'm just doing it because I know that girl is incident. But I need to prove it."

"How do you know this girl? And what was she framed for?"

"Her name is Hope. Her parents hired me to find her when she was missing. I was able to get her back and told her parents to go far away. But the man that kidnapped her, killed her parents and raped her. And so since she was the only other person on the scene, she was arrested. The man is still somewhere out there."

"Did she..."

"Get pregnant? Yeah. But I helped her get it aborted. Because she didn't want to have it. And she is young."

"How old is she?"

"She's 15 and about to turn 16."

"That is young."

"I know. You can go to sleep. I'm about to finish up here and go to bed."

"Alright. Good night." He said as he got under the blanket and got comfortable on the couch.

"Good night."

I ended up staying up till almost two in the morning. Once I realized what time it was, I closed my laptop and went to my room. I found some basketball shorts I had. I took off my jeans and put the shorts on. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

Then I went back to my room, turning off the bathroom light as I did, and climbed into bed. I got comfy under the blanket and turned off the lamp. And it took me a long time to fall asleep. As I herd cars go by and people talking outside and inside the apartment building. And the calming deem street lights outside. This is another thing that can make me feel calm, peace and quiet.

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