mine. - johannie.

23 | break apart

"We need to break-up."

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A n n i e

I wake up one morning to hear some noise from my living room.

Who would be in my house?

I was scared.

I was terrified.

It could be a robber, kidnapper, who knows.

Going down was something I was terrified doing.

Knowing someone dangerous might be in my house.

I carefully walk down towards my living room.

It was dead silent.

No person there either.

I was guessing and thinking, maybe it was mom? But she's a workaholic.

I haven't seen her for 4 months I think?

So no, it can't be mom.

I hear some movement in my kitchen so I carefully walk towards the noise.

I enter my kitchen and no one was there.

I hear something drop on the sink so I look at the sink.

After some time of observing the sink, I hear footsteps come closer to me.

It was fucking behind me.

I froze.

When it touched my shoulder I quickly turned around to punch whoever it was.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I quickly yell, helping Johnny up.

"It's fine. It was my fault of surprising you." He says. "Great defense skills though."

"You're bleeding." I tell him.

He touches his lip and he sees blood on his fingers.

"Great defense skills, I like it." He says.

"Doesn't it hurt?" I ask him, pulling him towards my bathroom.

"Nah, I've been through worse." He says before I sit on my counter.

I motion him to come closer to me.

He goes in between my legs.

It's nothing dirty.

I start cleaning his lip.

"I am so so sorry." I tell him.

"It's fine, really." He says before he flinches a bit.

We look at each others eyes for some time.

His green, emerald eyes.