Chapter 3

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I'm running, running so fast I can't feel my legs. He's gonna find me!

As I crawl behind the trash cans behind my work I can't breathe. My neck is burning from the hands that were just on it.

I hear footsteps stomp closer I try to get up but I'm to weak. " There you are you bitch! What the fuck did I say about running away?"

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" JANE?! Wake up! "

My eyes shoot open and I let a final heart wrenching scream.

" Why are you crying! " Froy is in front of my face.

He pulls me into a hug and i respond by grabbing him harder and holding onto him for dear life.

He doesn't let go for a good 5 minutes as i sob into his shoulder wetting his shirt in the process.

He sees me looking at his shirt as i pull away and he glances down at it.

" Hey! Hey, it's just a shirt, nothing to worry about it's okay. " he says. He's still staring at my face as I look down at the covers thinking about how embarrassing this is going to be explaining.

He lifts his thumb up and wipes the remaining tears off my face. After a couple moments of silence he then asks

" what were you dreaming about? " He sounded gentle but curious.

" Um- " he cuts me off.

" it's okay if your not ready to share " were both whispering.

I nod my head and he gets up and starts heading for the door.

" Froy? "

He pauses

" yes? "

" Stay? " I barley whisper.
He paused for a moment, all I could see was his tall figure highlighted from the dim light coming from the moon.

" okay " he walks back over to me and sits awkwardly on the bed. I lay back down and turn the other way.

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I wake up the next morning refreshed. I try to sit up but I then notice a strong pair of hands holding my waist close to a warm body.

I peer up to see Froy holding me close and cuddling me like he was 5 and I was a teddy.

I see him start to wake up and he opens his eyes and when he take a look at his surrounding his eyes become wide and he slips his hands out from under me and gets out of the bed.

" I am so sorry. "

I start laughing, " It's okay "

" I'm sorry about what happened last night, it's not your job to baby sit me when i have a nightmare. "

" Are you kidding? You never have to apologize for something you can't control. I'll be there when you need me too. " he looked at me from across the room.

I smile and thank him. He nods his head and opens the door and leaves.

He's so cute, he's so comforting I've only known him for 24 hours yet I feel like we've known each other for years. I don't even know his favorite colors, or if he likes coffee, cream and sugar? What foods does he like? Is he a only child? Oh wait Angels his brother, Does he have 10 siblings? Was he adopted? How old is he? Hell, what is he studying?

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