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Suddenly there was a gun shot. Out of panic Christian jumped, and agreed to let her come in for a little while, only until they were all gone. He helped her up and hid her out of site until they got through the doors. Then he walked rather quickly to his appartment not opening doors for her, and acting as if he didn't no she was even there. After they got in his apartment, he took his boots of and threw them beside the door. Having someone else other then him in the apartment made him realise how messy it was. The walls were dirty. There was crumpled paper, and bottles beyond bottles on the floor. Rotten food and old filthy clothes covered what was left of the table tops. Infact, the only thing that was not filthy, was his type writer, and a great big chest that he kept in the corner of the room.
Helena just stood in front of the door rather nervously looking at her surroundings. "What are you staring at.." Christian said, feeling rather embarresed when he noticed her eyes scoping out the room. He then grabbed his chair and pushed an old book and shirt off of it. "Sit" he said while pointing to it. She jumped at his voice then slowly walked over and did what he said. He then grabbed an old blanket full of holes and walked to the other side of the room and layed down on the floor. "I need to sleep. You can um, read or something to amuse yourself, but just dont touch anything." he said, after that he layed back and fell to sleep almost right away.
Not knowing exactly what to do. Helena just looked around. While her eyes wandered the room, she kept noticing the trunk in the corner. It did not suit the room at all. It was so clean, and pretty. Red, with beads hanging off of it, and it had elephants imprinted on the sides. It almost looked like it might have come from india. She new that she shouldn't look in it. So she picked up the book that christian had pushed off the chair. It looked like a note book, when she opened it, it was full of writeing. It was a book of poetry. She realised that it must have been his. So she set it down on the tabel beside her. She then stood up and looked around the room. The type writer quickly caught her eye, Helena walked over to it and read a page that was beside it. After reading it she set it back down and decided to walk near the trunk. Possibly in hopes that maybe she could get a closer view of it. She walked over to it and looked back at the sleeping man on the floor. Then quickly turned her head back to the trunk and brushed some dust off of the top. "What would be wrong with a little peak" she thought to her self. Then silently she lifted the lid open. It was full of costumes, and jelewery, among other things.
Then she seen something that drew her attention to it. It was the prettiest necklace she had ever seen. She picked it up, then suddenly she heard movement behind her. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY WOULD YOU OPEN THAT." Christian yelled in an angry rage. "I..I..just.." she started but Christian wouldn't let her finish, nor was he even listening. "YOU SLUT! YOU CAME HERE JUST TO TAKE ANYTHING WORTH VALUE AND GO..DIDN'T YOU? " he spat. Helena was terrified. She kept backing away while now laying on the floor, until she was backed into a corner. "DIDN'T YOU!" He yelled while begining to break out into tears. He then grabbed a bottle and held it out as if he was about to hit her. Teeth clenched and shaking with anger he looked at her with hatred and agony in his eyes, Then suddenly he looked at the bottle and dropped it. "what am I doing.." he said in a shocked voice. Then he fell to the floor. Tears of fear running down his face. While she just sat in the corner, shocked and afraid to move or say anything to the monster in front of her.
XXXXXXX-So...how was it?..to short?..Im sorry if it was bad, when i wrote the last one I was actually in a creative mood, and right now I just wrote it for the sake of writing..so yep...thanx for reading...XXXXXXX