Redheads are Soulless

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painfully.
    My lungs felt like they were going to collapse. I held onto my closet door for a moment and willed myself to take a breath. It hurt deep.
    My own mother broke my heart… literally.
    I breathed through the pain and quickly reminded myself that I couldn’t stay here. I had to go with Jason if I wanted to live.
    As I packed as much as I could in my small suitcase, I tried to think about only Jason … Thoughts of him calmed my panic and finally I was able to breathe normally again – well, as normally as I could thinking about him . Once I was certain I had packed everything , I walked out into the living room. My mom had a beer in her hand.
    “Bye, M om,” I said as I stopped at the door.
    She just waved her freshly opened can at me. She didn’t even say good-bye . My heart sank, but as I stepped out of the house and saw Jason waiting for me by his car, I couldn’t help the happiness that slowly washed over me.
    He gave me a hug as I walked up to his car. “Did everything go ok?”
    I sighed. “Yes.”
    He didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t push it either. He put my purple suitcase in his trunk, and drove us back to his house. When we got there, a red car just like his was sitting in the driveway.
    “Stay in the car,” he commanded me.
    Suddenly, I saw why he didn’t want me to get out . Standing in the driveway was his twin brother Robb ie. My stomach twisted in knots as I watched their confrontation. From the car , I could tell they were yelling at each other, but I couldn’t quite make out what they were saying. I fought the urge to roll down the window.
    After a few minutes of arguing, Jason, who looked a little deflated, walked back to the car. He opened my door. I sat there and patiently waited for him to talk.
    He sighed. “Sofie… Robbie is going to be staying with us for a while.”
    My heart s uddenly felt as though it weighed one hundred pounds. “What do you mean? He will just kill me in my sleep.”
    “No, he won’t.”
    “How do you know?”
    “Because… as long as I am around, he cannot hurt you,” he explained. “Like physically, he can’t lay a finger on you. You are one hundred percent safe.”
    “How can he not hurt me just because you’re around?” I asked, putting my hands on my hips.
    “Because , I will protect you,” he promised.
    “But you can’ t always be around,” I protested.
    He half-laughed. “Oh, yes I can.”
    “So what? We are supposed to spend every waking moment together?” I asked.
    He nodded. “Waking, and sleeping.”
    “For how long?”
    “Forever,” he answered.
    I thought about it for a minute… Spending twenty four hours a day with Jason, for the rest of my existence? I could definitely get used to this.
    He smiled, as if he knew what I was thinking. I was sure that I was blushing, so I cleared my throat. “I guess… umm… we should go inside.”
    Jason laughed. “You are adorable.”
    “Thanks,” I bit my lip.
    He got my suitcase out of the trunk, and we walked hand in hand inside. Robbie, of course, was waiting in the living room for us.
    “Oh, how sweet,” he wiped a fake tear from his cheek. “You’re hold ing hands.”
    I rolled my eyes at him, and a lamp on the table beside him started to rumble.
    Robbie held up his hands in defense. “You really should work on that temper, Red.”
    Suddenly , the lamp shattered. “My name is Sofia, and you will do well to remember. Never, ever call me Red.”
    “Sorry, Sofia.” There was something in his eyes, for a split second. I almost believed he was genuinely sorry. But, just as quickly as it came, it disappeared; hate filling the place of all his humanity.
    “Robbie, you will not torture my girlfriend,” Jason informed him. I was still so mad at Robbie, I couldn’t even smile at the fact that Jason called me his girlfriend.
    “Girlfriend?” Robbie laughed. “Is that what she is now? I thought she was just some little pet you were messing around with.”
    “I

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