Vive La Nuit
Coffee
Clint finished the coffee and handed Ann a mug as well as cream and sugar, in case she wanted any. A thousand things were racing through his mind and it was becoming hard to process it all. He had about a thousand more questions that he wanted to ask her, but he wasn’t sure how. He wanted to know why she was on that roof, why the Swordsman did what he did to her, what happened to her while she was with the circus. Nothing seemed like the right thing to ask though. He took a sip of coffee, and looked at Ann who was playing with the ends of her hair.
Ann was certainly a beautiful girl. She had silky, dark chocolate hair that came down past her shoulders. She had equally dark bangs, sharp cheekbones and thin dark eyebrows. Ann had a bit of height on her, and most of her length was in her legs. The thing Clint noticed about her, above all of her other physical attributes were her eyes. She had these sparkling light green eyes, that he just couldn’t help but notice.
Clint shook his head, wiping the thoughts from his head. This wasn’t someone or something he could get into. After a couple minutes of silence, he put his mug down and drew in a breath.
“Why were you on that roof last night?”
“I was going to run away.”
“How did you end up with the Swordsman?”
“My parents were carnies. They were killed in a trapeze accident. I didn’t have anywhere else to go.”
“What did he do to you?”
“Why are you asking me all of these question?” Ann asked, her voice suddenly tense. Clint stopped, and sighed.
“I’m sorry Ann, I didn’t mean to interrogate you like that.” He said, his voice sincere, and she softened.
“Its alright. If I was in your place I’d have questions too.” She replied softly, and he shook his head gently.
“No, its not alright. You’ve been through a lot, I shouldn’t be treating you this way.”
With that, Clint sighed and shuffled out of the room, into his bedroom. He felt like a complete asshole, even though Ann had assured him it was fine. He sat down on his bed and ran his fingers through his hair. Clint rolled over in his bed and buried his face into the pillow with a groan, and fell asleep quickly.
Notes
Sorry about this, I have had a bit of a writers block. This is the last short chapter. The next one will the fluffy and fun and things.
THANK YOU TO: The wonderful HorrorPrincess, MsCoffee, Alex, and Zany Frog for editing and helping me past my writers block, you are all wonderful souls.
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