Sold~

A new friend and waking up to a suprise~

"Brad." I smiled, a little less forced than usual. "Hey...I'm fine. really..."

"Ace did this." He said, still at the door, but his eyes showed concern. Like Ace, Brad's eyes could only seem to focus on the bruises, because, sadly, the nurse made me wear a small, breezy dress thingy, that made me freezing cold at night.

"Uhh..." I didnt know what to say. Part of me just wanted to nod, cry, and have someone to hold me and comfort me, and in this house Brad seemed to be the only one who could do that...

Yeah, i guess you could say that...we were...friends...

"I'll kill him." He said firmly, his fists tightening. I immedietly shouted out no. I didnt want another fight, i was too tired of all of this drama. It was like being in a sope opera gone bad.

"Brad, dont." I sighed.

"And why not?" He sounded angry now, but i wasnt entirerly sure if it was at me, or Ace. I was guessing Ace. "Look what he did to you, London! You didnt seserve that!"

"I know," I said, trying my best to calm him down while at the same time trying to keep my voice from shaking and my lips from trembling in weakness. "But, he apoligized. Thats what matters to me right now."

After a long moment of his heavy eyes looking down at me, his jaw clenched together, and his eyes in hunger for blood and revenge, he calmed down a bit. His muscles slowly relaxed as he watched me. I kept my eyes on him until he was fully relaxed. He sat down on the bed beside me.

"London...if Ace ever does that again..."

"He wont," I said, not sure I really beleived it myself. I didnt fully trust Ace's word yet, "He told me himself. Dont worry about me Brad."

I touched his muscular, bold shoulder lightly, for i could barely lift my arm up it hurt to much. He just looked down at my hand, as if he coudnt look away. He took in a deep breath.

"If that jerk ever hurts you again, I swear-

"He wont." I said, smiling. "But thanks, Brad."

Did i believe Ace wouldnt hurt me again? I wasnt so sure...I mean, looking back on all of this now, Ace only hurts me when he's really lonely, or angry at someone else...

Which is mostly all of the time.

"And London..." Brad asked faintly, softly.

I looked up at him, his voice tugging me from my thoughts. "Yes?"

"Just tell me if you need anything, okay? Dont be afriad to ask."

This time, my smile was real. "I wont. Thanks."

"Okay." He nodded slightly, a small smile on the corner of his mouth. He slowly got up, and headed to the door, but before he left, he looked back at me.

"London, I'm glad we're friends."

I smiled. "Me too."

And just like that, he left.

So, I guess it was official now. I had at least one friend in this house. I relaxed my head onto the soft pillow, closing my eyes gently before dozing off.

It was weird... That night, i had a strange dream, and I have no idea what it meant. I was running. I was running in a dark alley, being chased my someone. Something. Maybe...a monster?

My breath couldnt keep up with the pace of my feet. The more strength I put into my feet, the faster I tried to go, the slower i became. It was like running so fast just to stay in the same place. My lungs felt like they were drowning in a pool of fluid. I coudnt bare it anymore. Just when the dark shadows were beginning to ovecome me, to swallow me, I awoke.

I turned my head, expecting to find my daily chores list, but what I found, was much more suprising.

It was Ace. He was sleeping. In the same bed. Next to me.

My eyes widened, and i gasped mutely.

He looked too peaceful for me to wake him up, but...

WHY WAS HE IN MY BED?!