Disclaimer: The plot is mine. The rest, no.
Rating: T
Jesse-has-the-cute-factor – thanks! The book Should come out soon, I should think, considering it's been out in my country for quite some time already.
That-girl-who-likes-dolphins - ) Well, you know…
I might not be updating this story after this chapter. And if I do, it won't be until quite some time after this. Sorry!
I collapsed heavily on the sofa beside Jesse, exhausted. That had so spoilt the mood. Of all things, a body—half rotten!—had tumbled out onto me when I opened the door to the refrigerator. I must admit though, I'm quite proud of that scream I gave, but not of the reason I screamed, if you get me.
The police had arrived after we called to report the discovery of the body, and spent what seemed like hours hammering incessant questions at Jesse and I. When was the last time you checked your refrigerator before you discovered the body? Where were you from then to just now? Did you see, smell or hear anything suspicious?
Jesse glanced at me. "Do you want to stay over at my house for the time being? There might be some… danger for you here." Worry was etched onto his face.
I smiled slightly, reveling in his obvious fear for my safety. "Sure. Thanks."
Don't get me wrong. I'm entirely capable of taking care of myself. I agreed simply to be with him. I mean, me, scared of some psycho killer on the loose? After all the ghost ass I've kicked? Puh-lease.
Jesse and I lay back, too tired to even get up for the short drive to his house, and I curled up contentedly in his arms. We fell asleep soon after, with our hearts beating side by side.
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