Connies POV

Connie stretched and yawned, In the blissful moment between waking up and remembering why she had set the alarm. Then she opened her sleep caked eyes and forced her still dozing mind into gear. Then the realisation hit her like a tonne of bricks.

She hadn't set her alarm.

"That's weird" She commented watching her clock blur into existence, trying to at least figure the time out. Her already puzzled mind added another kink to every explanation she'd come up with. She pulled the white sheet from the desk. Well, at least she could figure something out now She thought apprehensively.

Dear Connie

"Well, Duh" She muttered derisively

It's me. Her breath hitched in the back of her throat, It couldn't be she hoped

I'm fairly sure you can figure out who me is but hey, It's Aaron. At this she threw the note down in disgust, bringing her hands up and pushing the balls of her hands into her eyes to clear the sleep. She looked around her room, noticing all the little things out of place, her bood running cold as a winter morning. She looked back at the note, trying to imagine how ludicrous he must've looked, writing with the pink pen. But her mind couldn't do it. She sighed, shaking slightly.

I need to see you Right Now.

His handwriting was getting more and more ragged, as though someone was telling him to hurry up, or something was chasing him.

I'm outside your window. Don't scream, please. I've already done enough bad shit today. So yeah. Just, come out and talk to me, that's all I ask. After that do what you want

She shook heavily; this was worse than being hunted somehow. Maybe that was because she was trapped? She got dressed quickly, slightly disturbed by the fact he'd seen her in her night clothes. She had a hundred questions to ask Aaron, Unsurprisingly, none were good. She reached out with a pale, shaking hand to part the curtains slightly. He was sitting on a wall, pretending to be trying to light a cigarette. She closed the curtains as quickly as she'd opened them. Had he seen her?

Aaron's POV

I watched the curtain flit slightly out of the corner of my eye. I slipped from the wall, pocketing the lighter and walking to the edge of the cracked pavement, boring holes into the curtain with my eyes. It was only a matter of time. She'd be down soon, she would be too curious. I considered breaking in; the door didn't look that strong. But that wasn't going to be an option. I needed her to help me, atleast until I could find out how to get out of this alive and free.

I walked softly across the pavement, looking side to side to dodge the imaginary traffic of the early morning. I looked up briefly, unsurprised to see a gap in the curtain. I was happy not to see two mismatched eyes glaring at me, she was probably getting dressed or something. As I began to walk down the little stone path through their front garden, I heard a low click. I stood for a moment before realising it was the doors lock. As I got closer I saw a tired, dishevelled looking girl open the door to me.

"Come on in then" She said. I looked at her, thankful she had at least saved the shouting 'till we were inside. I walked inside, sighing happily as the warmth of the room heated my chilled bones, It's funny really, you forget how cold you are after a while.

I looked around the hallway, but was unable to get even the most cursory of glances before being led to her bedroom. I was almost aware how that would've looked to anyone else, I could've cared less. She shut the door behind us, pausing only to sit on her bed

"So…" She said, almost expectantly, as I blocked the door with a chair.

"So what?" I asked, testing the waters somewhat, unready to lose the one ally I had.

"So everything, what happened?" She asked, obviously bracing herself for the worst.

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