The protector

Do not look under the bed

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Chapter 6

Watching Alex rush around the room makes me frown, I feel a weight pulling at the ends of my lips tugging them down . He came in around thirty minutes ago and has not stopped moving things around since.

His eyes flip around the room like a mad man as I stand plastered to the wall. Books, cloths, and anything he could lay his hands on he pushes around and sorts through.

He gave me the nicest smile I have ever seen but then quickly covers it with a look of disgust or should I say his face was horrified that he had given me such a reaction for a second. A crease in between his eyebrows forms as he knocks over another loose piece of paper.

The sound of snoring snakes its way through the walls as I bent down to sit on the bed next to Ben. I lean over and whisper into Ben ear quietly. "What is he doing."

Ben's head swivels to the side and he looks me dead in the eyes, he shrugs his shoulders not really giving me an answer.

Sighing I keep watching Alex hurry around the room moving object after object and opening all different sizes of drawers.

"Alex I believe you need to sit down." His head snaps towards me quickly and a deep gargle leaves his mouth.

I gasp at his stance and the way his eyes rake over me.

Warm hands grasp my wrist and I'm forced of the bed quickly. A yelp leaving my mouth I feel the wall being pressed to my exposed back. Warm air fans over my face.

A hand covers my mouth and his body presses up against my own. His chest heaves up to press against mine.

"You need to shut up." I look up into Alex's eyes, they stare deep into my own, I gasp as he moves closer. "You need to be quite."

I nod my head quickly and he moves away just as quickly as he had come.

Ben's faces away from us as I move towards the bed, the end of his fingers tap loudly against the bed post. A tense look in his stance, I glance around and wonder where I will sleep. I sit down slowly on the bed and continue to watch Alex's every movement.

His fingers slowly brush over every surface and reach into all draws until a look of success fills his features.

Out from a small draw close to the door appears a small object with a handle. A smooth surface can be seen from behind Alex large hands.

Ben moves from the other side of the bed suddenly, a look of annoyance on his boyish face, and bounces across the bed onto the floor. "What are you doing with that." He says slowly, his voice peaks onto a higher note.

I try to get glimpse of the mystery object but fail to get a good look. Alex strolls over, in his hands is a tiny shiny object that makes me almost scream but I keep my mouth closed but don't move my eyes from the thing in front of me.

I scoot away from the edge of the bed with my mouth almost wired shut. I shake my head slowly as Alex approaches the side that I was just at.

The silver reflects the light from the side table lamp, the string of yellow flashes across mg face. The shine catches my eye, a small squeal leaves my mouth.

He shakes his head and place the dagger on the bed side table carefully. "I am not going to hurt you." The ends of lips pull down as my fingers grasp the bedding.

I shake my head and my hair falls across my face. My eyes close as I pull my face away. He put his hands on the bed and I feel the dip close by my feet. "I will not kill you."