Winter time

Mia turned around, hearing Brad move a little. "Brad...what is that?" she asked. She was warmed by his words, but only she knew what her boyfriend could do.

 

"umm dont let this scare you but..." he pulled a knife from his pocket. It was a long black handled switchblade with a strange inscription on the handle." carry it...just in case. so there will be no fight" he said uneasily and put it back in his pocket. "i have no intention of using it, but ever since the loss of my eye I have not wanted a repeat incident...im sorry"

 

Mia shivered a little, then whispered "i do trust you." she leaned against the bed, watching him instead of the movie.

 

"you know im not going to hurt your ex boyfriend. but i will if he tries to hurt you. Im sick of my friends getting hurt or ending up like Emma". Brad said looking away. "im sorry though. ill stop ruining the movie"

 

"It's okay." Mia watched him. She could see sadness, and a sad past, in his eye. "If you want to talk, that won't ruin the movie." she smiled. "I asked you to come here anyways." Someone in the movie screamed. Mia smiled, looking for a second at the bloody murder scene that flashed across the screen. She had always found it so unrealistic.

 

"well thats the reason im in America in the first place. My girl friend Emma broke up with a football player named Chad. and i started going out with her. we went out for a few weeks then Chad found out and started giving threats. and to make a long story short we got into a fight. ending with me breaking his leg, thus ending his football career. His older brother on the other hand came the next day and hell i dont even remember how but i couldnt see out of my right eye. my parents then thought it would be better that I went to America one to do better in school and two to find myself and get rid of my anger...I never saw Emma again" he said sadly

 

Mia felt the odd urge to comfort him. She had never felt like that before. He's been through more then me she decided. "I'm so sorry, Brad." she said. "Why didn't Emma try to stop this from happening, though? She should have, if she loved you."

 

Riley stopped in the middle of the stairs and turned to look back up at Holden. She chuckled. "Yeah. Tonight is chicken enchilada. Trust me, you'll like it." She leaned her head to the side while looking up at him. "Soooo... are you coming?"

OOC: I know. ;_; It's okay though! You posted now. XD lol

 

"she apparently didnt" Brad said in a low tone.

 

Mia looked back at Brad. "I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have said that." she whispered. Just then someone knocked at the door. Mia looked from Brad to the door. "You mind if I pause the movie?" she asked.

 

"its alright, and do you want me to get it?"

 

Mia smiled, then paused the movie. "No, I got it." She slowly got up, then walked to the door, and unlocked it, then opened it slowly.

OOC: I have to go, be back tomorrow mornin!!

 

OOC: bye cya later

 

"Oh, thanks." Mia shut the door, and turned around, smiling in relief. "They just brought up some extra pillows." Mia set the pillows on the bed, and laughed. "I was so worried it was gonna be...him." she explained.

 

Riley smiled kindly. She knew how that was sometimes... to not be welcomed in your own house anyways. "That's okay," she said with a shrug. "It's rare that we get guests over." She turned and headed back down the stairs. "We better hurry, or we might have frozen enchiladas." Riley wondered if her mom was still... in her good mood. She didn't want to risk it.

 

"No, not really... I don't really plan anything... I just pick out something I want to do and go for it... depending on my mood anyways." She made her way to the kitchen, not knowing what else to say.

OOC: Same here... we can time skip the dinner if you want to.

 

Brad sighed with relief "i thought it was him too"