CHAPTER 9
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LATE THE SAME DAY - MISS PARKER'S HOUSE.
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Miss Parker walked up to the full length mirror, carefully eyeing her new- colored hair. The curls were still there, but actually it didn't look so bad after all. It was actually really nice! And it made her face a little softer, she wasn't sure that was a good thing, but she thought she looked nice. As long as it was dark, she was happy; she didn't want to look like a dumb blonde. Miss Parker smiled to herself. With a big yawn, she left her room and walked down the stairs to lock the door.
Just as she was about to lock it, the door opened. Miss Parker immediately searched for her gun, but soon she realized she didn't have it with her. She backed away, nervously staring at the door which slowly opened more.
"Jarod! You bastard! You scared me!" she snapped as she realized who the person was. Jarod quickly walked in and closed the door.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?" he asked in a soft voice.
Miss Parker nodded. "I'm tired that's all," she said with another yawn.
Without saying anything, Jarod walked up to her and pulled her into a hug. Miss Parker was shocked, what was she going to do? Her head told her to push him away, but somehow she didn't, instead she put her arms around him too. She felt so safe in his arms, she really loved the way he made her feel. After a while they pulled away and Jarod smiled at her.
"So you colored your hair? I'm not saying that I didn't like the blond, but this is so much better,"he smiled. "This is you, the Parker I love."
"Yeah," Miss Parker said, trying to repress a third yawn. She didn't know how to handle this, was it true he really loved her? Should she say the same thing back? She wanted to, so much…
"You really are tired huh? I'm sorry, I'll let you rest." Jarod turned around to leave but Miss Parker stopped him.
"Can you stay? I need... I think I need someone to talk to..." she whispered.
Jarod smiled. "Of course," he said. He took his shoes and jacket off and they both walked into the living room, making them selves comfortable on the sofa.
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ABOUT AN HOUR LATER.
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All of the sudden the peaceful stillness was ruined by a loud crash as someone threw the door opened. Both Jarod and Miss Parker quickly got up on their feet. Just as Jarod was about to run, two sweepers ran into the room, aiming their guns at him, screaming at him to stand still. Jarod froze. He knew that if he didn't obey, the sweepers would at least harm him. He didn't want to take that risk.
"Get him," a wheezing voice said. Miss Parker turned her head and saw Raines walking into the room. She gasped, knowing this meant they would capture Jarod. Of course that was how it was supposed to be, but deep down inside she didn't want Jarod to be locked up at the Centre. She loved him, and if he was at the Centre, she would not get the chance to talk to him, ever again. She really couldn't let that happen. Not this time, now when she needed him more than ever.
As she saw one sweeper walk up to the stunned pretender, putting handcuffs around his wrists, she knew she had to do something. There was no way she would stand by and let those bastards drag the man she loved back to the Centre. Miss Parker knew she couldn't bear loosing him, not this time…
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TBC