"Welcome to your new home. The both of you will be spending your time here until the war ends over at Region Relta. The rules are simple, do not disobey them or there will be consequ-"
"Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?" The tall stranger's voice boomed out so suddenly, it startled me. I clutched onto my beloved blue teddy bear and brought him closer to my chest.
"Mind your words Mr Geller. This is government orders." said the tall lanky woman that stood before us. Her hair was silver and it was pulled back into a neat bun. She was dressed in grey, from head to toe.
"Excuse me?" the stranger beside me raised his voice. He placed his hands on his hips.
"Do you know who the fuck I am?"
"Enough." The woman snapped.
"And who the fuck is she?" He pointed at me with his long index and my heart started to pound.
My eyes darted towards him. He was tall, he was tan and he had such piercing blue eyes. He was rare sight. His hair was of a dark copper and I had to admit, he was really attractive. He looked like he just stepped out of a vogue magazine. But right then, he looked like he was about to kill someone. He was dressed in a suit even! I felt like a peasant standing next to him. With my long brown skirt and my yellow top, I looked like I got dressed in the eye of Hurricane Irene.
His face whipped towards me. It was red as hell. His eyes travelled from my face to my chest and he scowled at my teddy bear.
"Who the fuck are you?" he asked.
His blue eyes were burning into me and I fought the urge to run. For a moment there I forgot my own name. He was mighty intimidating. I dug my nails deep into my bear.
"uh-i-its-"
"You can get to know each other later." the woman interrupted.
Out of no where, two suitcases were thrown into the cabin from behind her and they landed right in front of our feet. The stranger's eyes widened and it almost looked like he was about to blow up. I slowly took a small step away from him.
"What the fuck." he spat. "There's a bloody laptop in here!"
"You are only required to stay here till the war is over."
He opened his mouth to say something but the woman held her hand up.
"No more questions, I'll take my leave."
With that, she left and shut the door behind us. Silence filled the tiny trailor.
"Fuck this bullshit." He hissed to himself. He grabbed his suitcase from the floor and threw it onto the table.
I couldn't believe I got paired up with this rage machine. I'd almost rather join the army and fight the war than to be under the same roof as him. I still have not recovered from what happened a few hours ago, my trembling hands and swollen puffed up eyes gave it away. Being this far away from my family killed me inside. They were stuck there, in the middle of the war and I couldn't do anything about it.
Just then, the stranger power walked past me and went into a room. His sudden movement snapped me back to this horrid reality. He walked out a few seconds later with a pillow and blanket.
"There's only one bed. I'll take the sofa." He muttered and threw the pillow and blanket onto the tiny warned out sofa. And by "sofa" I mean a four legged wooden chair that looked like it was about to give in any moment.
"I think we should take turns to sleep on the-"
He turned towards me and raised an eyebrow. "I said, I'll take the sofa."
