Chapter Eleven

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Adri’s POV

Gosh Kyle was heavy as I tried to push his chest of me I felt his muscles tense as I placed my hands on them. Reminding me that he was all muscles; that along with his weight on top of me made it slightly harder for me to push him off of me. Eventually I managed to get him off me, I sat up and looked at Sammie “you ok?” she nodded

“I’m fine but you, you have a lot of explaining to do” she took a menacing step forward and pulled out a knife from behind her back. I immediately stood up and put my hands up palms facing me, Sam step forwards and I turned slightly taking a step back towards the door that was connected to my room how the heck did she get a knife!!

 “Sam…” I warned “You need to calm down, – ”

“NO! no I have always been told to stop to calm down to relax,” Sams eyes glinted with a foreign element “but this time, this time I will get answers.” I started to take a few more steps backwards and managed to get into my own room, Sam however had other ideas. “Were do you think you’re going? I told you I want answers!” she yelled I’m actually quite surprised my Aunt and Uncle hadn’t heard us yet, Sam ran into the room brandishing the knife threateningly I dove onto my bed slipping my hand under the unused pillow and turned around. No matter what Kyle says after this I will never ever take his advice to go unarmed anywhere.

“Sammie, think about this. Think about what you’re doing – ”

“How many times do I have to tell you this I want answers and I will get answers!” What does she mean about answers? At that exact moment Kyle chose to walk into the room, well at least someone had woken up from all the noise. He groaned slightly but shut up when he saw Sam hovering over me with a knife his eyes widened as he took in the scene, he was an absolute freaking idiot instead of helping me he mumbled something under his breath and took a seat on the couch obviously enjoying the show. I am so going to get him for that, but back to the dilemma at hand

“Look Sammie you want answers I’ll give them to you. Just put down the knife and we can sit and talk about this” I said calmly my hand tightening around my gun her eyebrows knotted together,

“Really you’ll give me answers? Just like that?” she sounded shocked I nodded slowly confused she let out a breath “good cause I hoped I wouldn’t have had to take that too far,” by now I probably looked absolutely lost, because trust me. I was!

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