Kristen slept peacefully.
~ Time skip to the next morning ~
Kristen woke up about 7:30 what a massive headache. "Ow!" she said, sitting up. That's when she noticed Brad's arm around her, she blushed slightly then slipped out of the bed. He probably needed the rest, he'd probably been up for a while.
She was right. Brad had been up all night, unable to sleep. He peeled an eye open and grumbled, sitting up, yawning. His brown hair stuck out at all angles and his honey gold eyes looked larger in the dawn light, making him look acuter than he already was. (LOL!)
Kristen sighed, looking over at Brad. "Go back to bed, I've only slept for maybe 2 hours if that" she said, walking over to Brad's side of the bed and sitting down.
Brad didn't argue. He laid back down and instantly fell asleep again.
Kristen smiled, she walked over to her dresser and grabbed red skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, and a red and black hoodie. She sighed, and walked to the bathroom. She started the water, and waited for it to get warm before she got in. After about almost an hour, Kristen came out of the bathroom, get her hair dried and straight, her make up done as well. She grabbed her black converses and a pair of socks, and slipped them on. She looked over at Brad and shook her head, sighing. "He worries too much, I swear"
"He has a reason to." A voice sounded behind her.
Kristen jumped and looked around, she wasn't scared but who was in her house? "I'm pretty sure he does, it has to do with his father yes?" she asked.
He nodded. "He has an even bigger reason." Henry lifted his arm to show his wrist. It was wrapped up.
Kristen looked over at the sleeping Brad, what all was he keeping from her? She shook her head and sighed. "Why doesn't he tell me? Does he not trust me anymore? Is he trying to say he doesn't want to be friends anymore?" she asked. She placed a hand on the necklace Brad had gotten her, she sighed once more and shook her head again.
"Hes crazy about you. You're all he ever talks about." Henry said.
"Then why does...Hold up, what?!" Kristen asked, looking over at Henry. "What do you mean by that?"
"We have training sessions with our father some nights. Why do you think he's so strong? He has to bench at least 220 before he could even think of taking dad on. If you get involved, he'll get hurt enough to go to the er." Henry said.
"What?!" Kristen asked, looking over at Brad again. She did a face palm, and shook her head. "I...I....Forget it..." she said, took down the steps. Why would Brad get hurt because of her? She'd done nothing wrong. Kristen didn't know what to do. "I need to cut, I can't handle this!" she said, rushing to the kitchen, her hair flying behind her. Somehow a tear fell from her eye, she quickly wiped it away and found a sharp knife. "God, he's going to kill me when he finds out about this"
"When he goes home, he'll have to put up hus guard. He won't win."
"He's not going home"
Henry raised an eyebrow. "So he's living with you now?"
"Yes, if that's what it takes to keep him safe. He's my best friend, I'll do anything to keep him safe, even if it means it takes my own life"
"You cant protect him."
"Yes, I can"
Henry vanished.