Of Mice and Men Fanfic

Of Mice and Men

"Curley," she whispered softly "Curley, are you awake?" Curley grunted and rolled over like a hog. "What do you want?" He replied calmly. "Curley, I think I can hear something outside". She glared at Curley who had one eye open and the other squinting and then she looked towards the window. She nudged his shoulder gently, then she pushed a little harder. "What?!" He spoke with a little more anger in his voice. "Outside! There is someone there!" She squealed and jumped up the bed towards Curley's half awake face. Curley jolted up. "What do you mean there's someone outside?!?" Curley questioned her judgement. "Curley!" She screamed with a terrified expression. "I heard people talking beneath the window, and one of them knocked over the trash can!" She began to well up. "Just please go check it out Curley!" She was pleading in his arms, begging him to see. "All right," he wiped his eyes of the sleep "grab my Luger" and he pointed to the cabinet beside the wardrobe. Quietly yet quickly she jumped up and crept towards the small brown cabinet and pulled out a small gun which was still bigger than her petite hand. She timidly placed the Luger in his hands. "You stay here, close the door and stay away from the window." Curley insisted worryingly. "Okay," she leaned forward towards Curley's lips and softly landed her plump lips on his. "Be careful." She instructed Curley. He looked directly into her big brown eyes and turned without looking back and exited the room slowly. She ran towards the door and placed one hand on the doorknob with the other leaning against the door frame. Her head peered out of the doorway and she stared. Looking out at Curley's body she then took a deep breath and closed the door behind him and leaned against the door with her head up and eyes shut. A light appeared out of the window which gave her false hope as Curley didn't take a flashlight with him. It took her a moment of terror to realise that Curley had a flash light next to the front door in case of emergency. She sighed a sigh of relief and climbed into the bed lifting her covers over her shoulders for security and warmth. She murmured to her self, "Please be okay Curley, please be okay" whilst staring out towards the bright white light shining out the window "Please be okay". There was nothing but silence and the occasional crinkle of the bed sheets. Time dragged on as she became increasingly inpatient. Seconds, minutes, the wait was treacherous.