The Photograph

Chapter Two

                                    What a Morning

              I screamed as I hop out of bed, but then regret it because my body was sore. The Photo boy jumped in his sleep, but then rubs his eyes, leaning up, Like nothing had happen. "Well, Good Morning." He said in his morning tone. His voice was calming and adorable. His hair wasn't in place and he had a droopy smile, which was such a cutie. It was like he can look like that all dat and still be hot. Wait, What the hell am I doing? I freaken slept with a random guy & Daniel is my boyfriend. Oh my god Daniel! He probably worry about me, He'd probably called the cops or he searching for me. I looked gotten worried and stare down at my clothes.  How the fuck did these clothes get on me & why the hell is he only wearing boxers. "Can you please stop staring at me, It's weird. Also, I suggested that you should rest more, so your wounds can heal." I furrowed my brows as he points to my stomach.

There was this huge bandage that was half filled with blood. "What the hell happen? Did we, You know? Also, How did I get here? Why am I bleeding and who are these ugly clothes Im wearing?" I asked. He sighed and ran a hand down his face. "I'll tell you everything, if you rest. The more you stand, the bad it gets."

"How do I know if you're a rapists or some killer

" I said, wincing in pain from walking to the bed and into the window.

"If I was a rapist, You wouldn't be able to walk for a few days.-" I glanced at him and scowled,"& if I was a killer, I would've fucked you because you're hot & then I would kill you." I thought about what he said then glance at him as he seemed like he would do that. "Seem like you would, Okay, So If I lay down you won't do anything to me and you tell me what happen?"  He nodded.

"I swear if you kill me or touch me, I will haunt you." He groan and nodded. "Okay, Get out." His head leaned,"What?" He said in a weird accent.

"Get out so I can lay down." He Smiled and chuckled, standing up next to the bed. "You're majesty." He bowed and pulled the cover over me, tucking his hair behind his ear.

"Where'd you want me to start darling?" He asked grabbing his pants and slipping it on. "Start from the start."

"Okay, How about what exactly you remember?" He took a seat at the edge of the bed and waited for me to spoke. I closed my eyes and remember me and Daniel arguing and I left, I was being followed and then got hit and saw dark clouds.

"I was getting hit really hard, then I saw dark clouds..."

"Okay, I'll start. I was walking to my hotel. I heard a scream and saw you so I was like, Hey let's be a hero. So I saved you'd from a guy and took care of you." He smiled at his statement and then smirked,"So I took you with me and had a little fun time." My mouth drop as I slap him in the face,"-I was Kidding!" He winced. "I just took care of you're booboo and changed your bloody clothes."

"I got shot?" I asked in shocked. "No you silly pickle, You got stabbed." I raised a brow and glance around the room. "Did you see the guy who did it?" He shook his head no. I sighed and got off the bed. "Where you going?" He asked.

"I'm not staying here with you. I'm going home to my boyfriend." I held my stomach as I took the pain but went to his bathroom. I needed to go home and settle this with Daniel.

He stood up and grabbed my wrist turning me around. So now our faces were nearly touching. I glanced down at his shirtless tatted chest and caught a glimpse of his muscle which made me cringe for him. He lifted my chin and smirked,"I'm up here darling." I rolled my eyes and rebarked," And I'm leaving." I yank my wrist and searched for my clothes. I searched through, I guess, his dirty clothes but didn't find anything except condoms wrappers and crumble up paper. I turned around to see him at the door way, grinning.