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HIDE and SEEK {7}
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 Created on 3-25-08
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:SEVEN: My head is killing me! Leah thought as she slowly started to regain consciousness. She put her left hand up to her forehead, and groaned because her hand hurt. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at her left hand. She noticed that her hand had been bandaged, and wondered who did it. “Look who finally decided to wake up. Good evening Miss. I bandaged your hand up, can’t have you bleeding all over.”Leah looked over at the man who sat across from her holding a book, and wearing reading glasses. Did they find me? Crap! I should have tried to leave when I had the chance. Leah thought frantically. Well at least he is handsome. Beautiful blue eyes, and look at that brown hair! OH! I just want to run my fingers threw it! Oh my goodness what am I thinking? He could be ready to kill me and I am just noticing how cute he is! Leah thought, and blushed. “Miss?” The man asked. “What do you want?” Leah asked him with hate in her voice.“Hugh… Sorry… How is your hand?” He asked nervously.“Fine!” Leah retorted.“Wha”- “What do you want?” Leah cut him off.“I…”“Ugh! Listen, what are you waiting for? Why did you fix up my hand?” Leah asked.“I’m not waiting for anything. I don’t even know what you mean by that, but oh well. I fixed your hand ‘cause it was probably hurting you, and you shouldn’t let it bleed out like that.” Chris stated. “Who…Who are you?” Leah asked surprised at his kindness.“I’m Chris Peter. What’s your name?”“Peter…Sounds familiar. Did I meet you before?” Leah asked.“I don’t think so, but you still didn’t tell me your name.” Chris said getting impatient“My name?” Leah asked nervously.“Yes! Your name!” “Leah.” Leah whispered.“Leah, I like it. It’s a beautiful name, and it’s suits you so well. What’s your last name?” Chris asked intrigued.“Thanks.” Leah said, blushing. “I can’t tell you my last name.”“Why not? Are you a criminal?” Chris asked chuckling. “Oh yeah, I’m a murderer and everything.” Leah joked back. Chris was a little surprised that she actually joked back. “Where am I exactly?” Leah asked him as she let her eyes roam the room.“Ugh…My apartment. Why?”“Just wondering. Wait! Your apartment? You didn’t try anything did you?” Leah asked a little jokingly.“No! Gosh no. I’m not that kind of guy.” Chris said with a hint of a blush.“Relax I was just kidding around.” Leah said laughing at his embarrassment. **************************************************************** Leah began looking around the kitchen and living room ever a wear that Chris’ eyes were fixed on her as she walked. “Why do you stare at me?” Leah finally asked.“You have me intrigued. I want to know more about you.” Chris said bluntly.“You want to know more about me, but you know nothing about me except that my name is Leah.” Leah said looking Chris in the eye.“So tell me about you.”“No. last time I told someone they were, well...They just couldn’t handle it.” Leah said sadly. Chris wondered why this woman looked so hurt and betrayed. He sensed a great sadness and anger within her, but he didn’t want to ask any questions that would offend her or upset her. Not right now at least.
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Please Login to post comments| On March 26th 2008 gusty13 Said : | |
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i love it kmp |
| On March 25th 2008 piratesrule78 Said : | |
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OOOOOO wonder what will happen next i really liked it kmp |
