[font "times new roman" A small smile passed over her lips as he mentioned taking up on her offer. She was already thinking of what to make in the morning. That's if she could get up early enough. As he spoke about her being spoiled, but not a bitch it kind of surprised her in a way. That's the first time [i anyone] hasn't ever called her a bitch. It pleased her in a way she didn't know how to really handle. She bit her lip lightly as she took a bite of the sandwich. It brought back memories of being a child, and it broke her heart a bit.]
[font "times new roman" She knew the male had seen the notebook, and she was about to fight back on it, but he didn't say anything so she had a feeling he was okay with it. At least for now. She knew she wouldn't lose it, and if she did then they would be in a shit ton of trouble. When they were finished with their meal, she threw the plates away, and without another word made her way towards the bedroom. She shut the door behind her, and sighed lightly. She leaned against the door a moment, and closed her eyes.]
[font "times new roman" Things were slowly changing, and she wasn't used to all of this change at once. Maybe things will slowly start to look up but she doubted it. She pushed herself away from the door and climbed onto the bed. She found a pen and opened up the notebook. She wrote the day, date, and the time. She didn't want to forget anything. She chewed on the tip of the pen for a moment before she finally started writing.]
[center [i [font "times new roman" [#cc6699 Dear Journal,]]]]
[center [i [font "times new roman" [#cc6699 Holy shit, I can't believe I'm doing this right now. Writing all of my feelings down. I don't know what to really do, or how to feel about everything that's happened. There's a man in the living room of Dominick's old cabin, and he's been following me for awhile now. He claims that I have some sort of hit man on my ass, and I'm supposed to get killed... At first I didn't want to believe it, but when shit happened with Bryson and my so called best friend, it made me believe that it was really real.]]]]
[center [i [font "times new roman" [#cc6699 We are pretty much on the run right now, and I don't dare go into more detail than this. He's worried about me losing the notebook, or spilling the beans to the wrong person. I guess I can understand a little bit about that, but why me of all people? Why would anyone want me dead? I'm not that horrible of a person.. At least I don't think I am. I mean I've pissed so many people off but I can't think of anyone who wants me dead. Is that a bad thing? Or am I just getting into my own head?]]]]
[center [i [font "times new roman" [#cc6699 There's so much change, that I can't wrap my head around it. I'm scared to say the least, but at the same time I have to be strong. So about the man in the living room. His name is Elijah, and he's ten times older than I am but that's not going to stop me from anything. He's handsome to boot but he won't ever hear that from me. I mean I wouldn't mind testing some things out with him, but at the end of the day I know it'll never turn out the right way.]]]]
[center [i [font "times new roman" [#cc6699 He's too much of a hard ass and doesn't know how to let loose and relax. I guess that's all I have to say for right now. It's getting late and I kind of want to be up early enough to make him breakfast. You'll be hearing a lot from me that's for damn sure.]]]]
[font "times new roman" She read the page over a couple of times and then shut the book. She slipped it under one of the extra pillows and then shut off the light and snuggled down for the night. It was kind of nice to be in a warm bed, instead of a bloody car.]
[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u The next morning.]]]]]
[font "times new roman" If Tatum hadn't needed to go to the bathroom she would have slept longer. She untangled herself from the bed sheets and slipped out of the warm bed. She then made her way to the bathroom. When she was done, she made her way out of her room and down the hall to the kitchen. She stopped long enough to check on Eli. He was still asleep, and she stopped there and watched him for a moment. He looked innocent, and not ready to kill someone. A look she wanted to capture on film.]
[font "times new roman" She shook her head lightly wishing she hadn't thought about that just now. She did admit to herself though, he was even more handsome while sleeping. She bit her lip lightly and then made her way to the kitchen to start making breakfast. She didn't have any eggs or anything, but there was some pancake and waffle mix in the cupboards. She pulled out the pans, and the mix. She then started adding it into a bowl, and added water and mixed it. She then waited for the pan to heat up.]
[font "times new roman" It didn't take too long for that to happen. When the first round was done, she walked into the living room and kept her distance. [#cc6699 "Breakfast is ready sleepy head"] she called out. She didn't know if he would have reacted differently if she had touched him, but she wasn't about to chance that. She then turned and went back to the kitchen, finishing their little breakfast.]