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my eyes flutter open, a sigh escaping my lips as i stretch and sit up. i'm hit with a pounding headache, wincing in pain as i turn to wake ben. my brows furrow as i notice my bed empty.

humming to myself in confusion, i slide out of bed, snatching a throw blanket to wrap around my shivering frame.

"ben?" i call out, realizing he's not in his room- or anywhere in the house for that matter.

'maybe he just went out for a walk'

i tell myself, although concern was running through my veins.
2 hours later, and still no ben.

"shit." i mumble to myself, deciding to get out of the house in a poor attempt to distract myself. maybe i'd find ben on the way.

sliding into a starbucks, i order my drink and sit down by the window, looking out for ben and watching out for the man that caused all the trouble last night. after another hour, my hope of finding him out in the open went down significantly. maybe he went back to space.
why would he just leave me like that?
god, i'm over reacting.
it's not like we were even dating.
stop freaking out, just go home.

with a sigh, my legs pull me back to the comfort of my home. so much for finding ben.
i hope he's ok-
no,
stop thinking about him.
let's just say that didn't work.

the sun was setting now, and i was 99% convinced he had left earth.

that was, until a frantic knock was at my front door. without even checking i fling the door open, heart sinking at the sight before me.

it was ben, hair messy and breath hard and fast as he stands in the doorway. his shaky hands were practically drenched in blood all the way up to his elbows, and his shirt and pants were also covered in red splotches.
my lungs basically stop working as i back away.

"ben? ben what- what did you do" my shaky voice was barely above a whisper as i struggle to get words out.

"i got rid of him." he simply says, brown eyes still glazed over with anger as he steps into the house. my heart sinks even more when my cat hisses, bolting out the front door in a matter of seconds.

"shit! snickers!" i call out, my eyes welling up with tears as i continue to stare at ben, paralyzed in shock.

"YN.."

"get out."

"what?"

"GET OUT. GET THE FUCK OUT! now the police are going to fucking find you and we're BOTH going to get arrested, asshole! you probably tracked blood all the way the fuck back here!"

"but.. but he deserved it. why would i get arrested for that?"

"BECAUSE YOU MURDERED SOMEONE?? i'm not sure how the rules are wherever the fuck you come from, but it's different here, dude! shit, shit, SHIT!"

bens eyes suddenly light up, you could almost see a lightbulb above his head as he brushes past me, grabbing random things.

"the police can't get us if we're in space."

"what?"

"the police. can't get us. if we're. in space."

suddenly it clicked.

"what? you wanna try and fix up your ship?" no response.
upon realizing he didn't have the parts here, ben turns to me.

"take me somewhere where i can get the parts i need."

"first of all, you're not going anywhere covered in blood like that. second of all, you act like i have all the money for this shit! i don't! And third of all, what makes you think i want to go to space!?" i argue.

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