Time alone

Carly sat on the couch, 'had he planned that?' 'Is he going to kill me!' She looked at his door and she frowned she needed to go get help and fast. She opened the door and it was pouring outside, she really didn't care, she ran out into the rain. She had no idea where she was going but it was probably better than there. She was in the middle of the forest when she felt someone grab her waist. The person pulled her backward into them; she felt their steady breath across her ear. "Who said you could leave." She froze it was him, She didn't want to be killed it was not on her to-do list. "No one." He smirked against her ear, he turned her around so she looked into his cold blue eyes. "That's what I thought." He took her wrist and led her back to the cabin. "Why do you want me here?" He stopped at the door and he hung his head. "None of your business." Her anger flared "It is my business, it has to deal with me."

He turned to look at her and he drowned in her appearance. "Just get inside." "No, not until you tell me." He pulled out his gun and held it at her temple, "Get inside now." She stood her ground; she shifted her weight onto her left leg and huffed. "Look just tell me Ryan, do you want me dead or just someone to play the life or death game with?" He lowered his gun and opened the door, He sighed. "Look get inside, your gonna get sick." She froze, "Is that why you came looking for me?" He didn't say anything, he led her inside and he gave her a towel. "Is it?" He looked up into her hazel eyes. "Yes I don't want you sick." She blushed and quickly hid it behind the towel. "Oh, well thank you." He got another towel and he looked at her with concern in his eyes. "I'm gonna help you dry off okay?" She nodded and he went to work on her legs and back. He stood up and took the towel from her. "You feel better?" She nodded and smiled at was starting to walk back to his room. "Wait!" He turned around, "What?" Confusion slid over his rugged face. "Um, thank you for giving me the towel." He huffed and turned around. "I just don't want you to get sick," She raised an eyebrow. "Then you'll get me sick." He walked into his room and lightly closed the door. She sighed and laid on the couch. "This is gonna be hell."

Kenneth slammed the car door and stumbled into the house; his clothes drenched and covered in leaves. "Where's the bastard!" Carly ran from the living room and hugged him. Kenneth looked down at her and raised an eyebrow. "Uh, hey there?" She looked up at him and frowned, "He ignored me the whole time." Kenneth looked at Ryan who was sitting on the couch drinking another beer. "Well he does that a lot, nothing I really can do." "I don't want you to do anything I want to leave!" He sighed and looked at Ryan again who was now standing. "You can't leave." She glanced back at Ryan and sneered. "I heard you for the four hundredth time." Ryan glared at her and he went outside to get the food. "Look, I'll let you go." She lifted her eyes to Kenneth and she smiled. "Really?" "But I have to kill your father and you have to promise not to say anything about us." She back up and shook her head. "I can't let you kill him." He sighed "Then you can't leave." She looked at her feet and sighed. "I guess I'm staying." He smiled and extended his hand.

"Then you must be tired of sleeping on the couch." He took her hand and lead her though Ryan's room. It was a large red room she couldn't really see the details since she was just passing through. Kenneth stopped and smiled "This is my room we can share if you want." Her eyes widened. "Uhh you think that will be appropriate?" Kenneth laughed "Oh come on now what are we like ten or something, we're both adults…right?….I don't know your age." Carly sighed. "I'm twenty two." She looked at his room and looked at how small it looked, it was cluttered with boxes and clothes everywhere. "Uhh is your room smaller than Ryan's?" Kenneth shook his head. "Nah I just haven't cleaned since we moved here." Carly gritted her teeth was it really gonna come to the fact that she had to sleep in the same room with the red head, or sleep on the couch. "She can sleep in my room." Both Kenneth and Carly glanced toward the door and saw Ryan casually leaning on the doorframe with a beer in hand.

Kenneth smirked inwardly and pretended to play dumb, he rubbed his neck and laughed. "Well that's great Ryan but i think that she should sleep in here with me, I won't be able to fit another bed in here though." Carly's glanced quickly shot to Ken, her eye twitched and she laughed nervously. "What are you saying." Kenneth laughed sheepishly. "Well you see all the mess has taken up all the space, and plus I don't kick too much when I sleep." Again Carly's eye twitched and she was really considering sleeping on the couch until she heard Ryan's low voice. "I'll sleep on the couch then." He turned away leaving no room for arguement, Kenneth blinked stupidly and sighed 'ok not what I was planning.' Carly slowly followed Ryan, he head his head buried in the fridge. "Where is the goddamn hot sauce." "Ryan..." He looked behind him and nodded. "Yeah, what?" Carly swallowed what seemed to be left of her pride and spoke again. "Thank you, you didn't have to give me your bed." He closed the fridge and he looked down at her. "Well I know you weren't about to go and share a bed with him or me for that matter." She nodded but then froze.

"What!" Ryan shook his head and sighed. "I said you wouldn't have shared a bed with me." Carly thought to herself, now if they met on different terms and they had met from being in a club together and she met the lovely peice of man and slept together it would have been completelt better. But the fact of that he was a killer and is after her father and probably won't hesitate to kill her, is that why she was so tunred on by him? "Well you don't know that." Ryan cocked an eyebrow and smirked. "Oh really you would share a bed with me and wouldn't be secrectly holding a knife under pillow in fear, waking up every five seconds." Her face got red with anger and she puffed out her chest, Ryan on the other hand tried his dammed best not to stare at her breast that were now pressed against his chest.

Carly grinned and poked his chest, which she wouldn't admit was very nice. "Ok, Ryan. I'll take you up on that I bet you that I can sleep in the same bed as you with no problems." Ryan chuckled. "So what's in it for me." Carly hadn't thought that far, then it struck her. "My dad's stupid ass politcian friends, I'll give you all their information." Ryan grinned and extended his hand. "Fine and what do you want." "Your respect." Ryan was taken back, she didn't ask to leave or anything, did she want to stay. "Ok deal, but you better be prepared I sleep in boxers and no shirt." She slighlty blushed. "It's not like I haven't seen a man's chest before." Ryan laughed and left her in the kitchen, He stopped by the closet and thought about what just happened. No he wasn't one for dating or anything involving the opposite sex, he wasn't a idiot on the subject and he was defiantly not a virgin. But this felt different to him; he shook his head, it wasn't like he gonna have sex with the girl.

He now looked for a pillow, all the pillows that were in there we messed up and had some sort of blood on it, not from murders but from the fact of he used to have nosebleeds. He took one of those pillows and threw it on his bed he called Carly in his room and sighed. "Don't mess up that pillow." She looked at the pillow but then at the other one. "Why not that one." He lightly growled which threw Carly off. "It has blood it, i don't want you to sleep on it." Ryan sat on the bed and pulled off his shoes. "Blood? from what?" He sighed. "My nose i used to get really bad nosebleeds." She smiled and looked at the pillow he handed her, this is the pillow he sleeps on and she wondered what his scent was like. He pulled back the covers and he slipped in and pulled off his shirt, to Carly it felt like it got hotter in the room, like his body heat premitted through out the room. She looked down at her clothes and sighed, Ryan sat up and went over to his drawer.

Ryan pulled out a pair of his old shorts that he used to wear in the 7th grade and a white t-shirt. Carly took them and changed she came back to the room and Ryan was smoking outside of the window. He threw the put out cigerrette out in the grass and went into the bathroom, he came back and she smelt the mouthwash that he used. "Well just don't stand there go to sleep." She was still alittle nervous, not becuase he was dangerous but becuase he was shirtless. He laid down and lifted the cover for her. "I'm not going to hurt you." She swallowed another bit of her pride or maybe her fear and crawled into bed, She instantly felt warm but not overly warm. The kind of warm you feel when you are with someone that you know will protect you no matter what, the kind of warm that makes you feel utterly safe, the warm that makes you feel like your in heaven.

She fought off the instinct to snuggle against the warm and tried to stay her distance.There was pleanty of room enough for five people and it seemed as if her body pleaded and craved to be near that inviting warmth. Ryan noticed it too that same warmth was near him too, it wasn't that he was uncomfortable but all of sudden he felt really comfortable. He slightly moved closer to Carly and his back brushed against her bare arms and shock went threw his viens. Carly felt it too so she moved closer until her body was molded against his, she hesitated from put her arms around him but his low rough but at the same time soft voice called out to her. "Carly its okay, I don't mind." Carly froze, how did he know that she wanted to put her arms around him, was he thinking the same, maybe thats why he moved close to her. "I want you too." Carly blushed and slowly put her arms around him, his warth corsed through her, his soft chest brushed against her arms. She smiled as he back up into her more and he lightly sighed, Carly smiled and whispered. "A girl can get used to this."