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Possibility

My hair was pulled back into a tight bun, as I sat on the wooden chair starring at him. My hands folded, my elbows leaning on the table as I rested my chin onto my knuckles. I frowned, as Ben smiled, handing me an icy glass of water. I murmured a 'thanks', taking a sip as he turned, giving me his back. It had been four days living with him, coming up on the fifth night. I was in bad shape, mentally anyway. He would always crawl into his bed after I had already drifted off to sleep, and the thought had crossed my mind more then once. He was a different man, a man I had never fully understood, and it was that, that made him suspicious. He treated me as a guest, a queen simply staying at a fancy hotel. He served me, and almost answered any request. But apparently he had decided I was staying with him for a while. He had said he were leaving today to go to his apartment, about a half hour ride from here. He wouldn't tell me where though, he said I would find out soon enough. I was coming with him, and I had no choice.

The past few days were basically normal. During the day, he left for his new job in the city, keeping me in the locked hotel room, as I sat, dreamily by the side of the window, looking at the poor souls, lost in their own world, dancing in the streets. I really didn't have much to think about anymore. I was sure Ed was going to die, if he hadn't already; I felt for Al, but I knew he would be strong. But I would always push that thought away, and instead think about what I should do with my life now. Would I start to live with Ben? Would we fall in love? Did I want to? Not really. But, then again, did I feel safe with this man to start with?

Ben was a nice guy, not to mention he was handsome. He had nice eyes, and a nice body. He was tall, way taller then me, with tan skin. He liked to smile, and would always flirt. He liked to be close to me, he offered to get me a glass of water before I went to sleep each night. He asked me why I was in this city, and I told him I was looking for a new job. I really never did tell him the real reason I left the Elric Brothers, but I had decided I didn't want to. He asked why I didn't have a place to stay, I said there was no money in our house. He asked why I left them, I told him it wasn't his business. But he wanted to know, and I refused to let him into my life. I didn't want him to know about Ed's illness, why should he need to know anyway? If he did, things would be different between Ben and I, and I knew that just as much as he did.

The ride to his town was silent, he made me sit in the front next to him, but I payed attention to the window. He must of known I was hurting somewhere inside, and that's why he asked it. He sighed, and pulled over, on the side of the road, turning towards me as I looked at his face. He spoke with an attractive, raspy tone in his voice.

"What's bothering you Winry? You know, if your going to stay with me, you might as well tell me what the hell it is your thinking about." He said, romantically. I decided to be blunt with him.

"Where are we going? I don't know where you live." I looked at my lap, as my hands folded hard, against my thick pants.

"It's a town just south of Germany, it's nice. You'll like it." I'll like what exactly? And the worst possible thought did happen to cross my mind, he could be taking me to some horrible city to rape me or something for all I knew. I felt as though I had completely failed myself, why did I crawl into his car, and let him drive me as far as we had? But the real scary thing was, why every time I looked straight into his eyes, I felt as though he had captured me. I was paralyzed, and my hormones told me to listen to him.

Yet still, I didn't completely trust him, and so I didn't continue to ask exactly where the hell we were headed. I just sat silently as he pulled off the side of the road, back into the busy street, once he realized I wasn't going to speak anymore.

We arrived at his apartment after an hour, longer then he said it would take to get there. So he had lied to me about that, what did that mean? But I didn't run, I didn't want to. That would only make things worse correct. I told myself to calm down, nothing was going to happen. The building seemed nice, just like he said. It was a brick building, very tall. Not to mention his room was huge! Three rooms, with king size beds in each one. The carpet was soft and new, giving the room a clean smell. He had a big kitchen with a black leather couch sitting in the center of the room. Blankets were folded on the arm on the couch, welcoming anyone to curl up into a ball and fall asleep. I told him I liked it, he said he was glad. I asked him if he had a phone, he said yes but I couldn't use it for anything that wasn't important. I asked why, she said it was simply because he couldn't afford long distance calls. That was the second lie that slipped through his lips. He had the money, I was sure of it. He had an amazing job, and stayed in the fanciest hotel for it as well. He was so mysterious; I thought I knew this man from work; Ben the only boy I would talk to, but now. Now things were different, because I was living with him.

"I'm tired from driving, how about you? How about we stop by this place only a few blocks from here for a drink?" I walked to the kitchen, dropping my bag down on the chair. It was late, later then I thought. So he asked me, and I was stupid enough to say yes. Only because he continued to ask, and because I was upset about everything I had done; Alot was on my mind after all. So I said yes, as I dug through my bag for my coat, slipped it over my shoulders and ran to his side next to the door. Maybe we were meant to fall in love, so maybe I should push the bad thoughts away and actually try to. It was just a drink, I would order one drink to get my mind off everything.

Maybe Edward and I were never meant to be, even when the reason I had first met Ben was for his sake.

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