The Hitman's Last Job

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Authors: Max Freedom
terribly.
Anna started
to whimper in her sleep and he looked over to see her struggling as
if pinned down by a ghost. She was a having a nightmare and Carl
could guess what was happening. Her whimpering turned to loud cries
and soon enough she started to flail her arms around. She was
petrified and he couldn’t watch anymore.
He tip toed
over to her and whispered. “Hey…. You’re having a nightmare, wake
up,” he lightly touched her arms but it made no difference. He
tried again. “Hey….Anna,” he shook her arm but again it did
nothing.
She looked so
afraid and childlike, so small and frail he couldn’t stand to see
her so upset. He pulled the covers off of her and shook her hard.
“Anna! Wake up!” and he cried louder as her eyes opened.
For a moment
she looked so terrified and confused as she adjusted her eyes to
the surroundings. It seemed as though her thoughts were stuck in
limbo for a few seconds.
    “ You’re in the motel remember? We just torched the
car….”
It all came
back to her now. The fire, the long walk… the body they left
behind. She looked up to Carl as he sat on the edge of her bed and
felt enormous relief and comfort to have him by her side. She
always woke up afraid in the night, it was normal for her. But now
she felt relaxed and cared for. Something she’d never felt before
in her life.
    “ Thanks… For waking me up, I hate nightmares,”
    “ I couldn’t watch you cry, could I?” Carl smiled.
    “ You look better when you smile you know that?”
Carl laughed
awkwardly. He couldn’t remember the last time he was complimented
by a woman.
    “ What were you dreaming about? Seemed pretty crazy…”
    “ Just the usual,” Anna said flatly.
    “ The usual?” he asked but knew exactly what that meant. He
nodded solemnly and held her hand. “He can’t hurt you
anymore,”
    “ But his memory can! You know I thought this would be the end
but it’s just changing. The fear’s just evolving into something
different. He’s still got a hold of me!”
    “ You have to let him go! He’s not here anymore!”
    “ I wish it was that easy,” and she turned away as a tear fell
from her cheek. “Will you put your arms around me?”
The simple
request was music to Carl’s ears. He’d wanted to grab hold of her
for hours.
    “ Of course, let me in,”
He slid off
his shoes and shimmied in beside her. She was still cold and so
tiny underneath her coat. As he held her it felt like embracing a
broken doll, one he wanted to fix and put back together.
    “ I’m here for you now,” he whispered into her hair. “He can’t
get you anymore, not if I’m here. Not even in your
dreams,”
He looked down
and saw that she had fallen asleep already. He kissed the top of
her head and closed his eyes.
~
The morning
came too quickly and when Carl awoke he found he was exhausted. But
his heart raced when he looked down to see that Anna was still in
his arms. She looked like a princess as she slept peacefully and
Carl found great comfort in smelling her warm skin and playing with
wisps of her soft hair. She was gorgeous and he hoped that she
wouldn’t wake too soon. He didn’t want her to regret having him in
her bed and he didn’t want to let her go.
But she woke
up as soon as the sunlight flitted in through the window and
caressed her face. Her big green eyes shone like emeralds when she
looked up to Carl.
    “ Hmmmm….Good morning,” she stretched her body underneath his
touch.
He felt her
figure properly for the first time and felt guilty for wanting
more. He wanted to bend down and kiss her stomach. He wanted to
trail his fingers through the space in between her breasts while
kissing her neck. However he did nothing but smile at her and bop
her on the nose.
    “ Morning…Sleep well?”
    “ Urgh…..yeah,” she grinned. “You’re the best teddy bear I’ve
ever had,”
Carl loved to
hear that she was comfortable with him. Maybe she’d like it too if
he were to bend down and gently kiss

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