Days passed with Kane and I. We contently stayed home, I would spend my time in the library, writing my newest novel. Sometimes Kane would join me and I'd teach him how to read the books. We always made time to have meals together, which I cooked but with his help. Even with our busy schedules, we always went into the living room for a movie. I enjoyed it. I'd never really had anyone to spend time with. Not even as a kid. Billy was my only friend, and now he's gone forever to me.

Tonight, we were watching Insidious. It had just come out a few days ago and was supposedly terrifying. I completely agreed. During more than half of the movie, I was curled up practically on Kane's lap with my face hidden against the crook of his neck and my hands gripping the front of his shirt. "We don't have to watch this," Kane whispered impossibly calm. I shook my head and clung tighter to him then screamed loudly with my arms wrapped around his neck in the end when the old woman suddenly appeared. The moments were taken in silence after the movie credits ended. I kept my arms around him, with my eyes shut tight. "Jasmine?..." he murmured, making me look up. "I think it's time for bed." I nodded, holding onto him tighter until he scooped me up and carried me to my bedroom. As he turned to leave, I yelped "No!" He turned around to look at me confusingly. I bit my lip and played with the sheet for a second then muttered "Could you just…..stay with me tonight?...I mean, you don't have to…" He chuckled and shrugged "Of course." and slipped into the bed beside me. I shyly went a little closer and snuggled up to him before closing my eyes. One arm went around my shoulders, keeping me close to his torso. He was like my comfort blanket.