Chapter Six

I'm woken up by loud bangs on the front door, I jump awake to see Anthony fast asleep in bed how the heck is he sleeping through that? Amelia starts to cry in her coat beside me which finally woke him up, so he doesn't wake up to the loud banging on the front door but does to a tiny baby cries, this guy is strange.

"Wait here doll" he speaks with a rough voice from sleep, he jumps out of bed taking a handgun from the bedside table walking out.

I don't like how accessible weapons are in this house, I quickly get out of bed trying to comfort a scared Amelia who I managed to get to fall back to sleep. I slowly move to the door opening it to hear talking.

"Why the fuck would you bang on my door like that?!" Anthony asks angrily the sound of the door slamming fills the house, this dude really needs to go to anger management.

"I was scared, I thought I was being followed!" Ink voice shouts, wait Ink that means he isn't dead Anthony didn't kill him, at least I'm not living with a killer, I hope "so did you get rid of Freya and whatever the kids name is?" He asks, wow what a nice way to talk about people, does he mean get rid of us like kill us? I look back at Amelia sleeping than at the window, would I be able to jump out to safely with her?

"Why the fuck would I do that? Freya and I have just signed our marriage certificate and finally got Amelia registered" Anthony replies in a dumb like tone, I look down at myself and boy did I reek, I mean I haven't showered in a few days.

I decide to stop earwigging their conversation and look for a place I could wash, there were two more doors in this room which I hadn't been through yet. I walk over to the door closest to the bed as I open it I discover it's a wardrobe, I don't think there'd be a shower in there. I shake my head closing the door scanning the room once more, I make the short journey over to the last door where I saw a little bathroom with a shower, i look back at Amelia as she wiggled in her coat and over to what I think was called a bouncer. I'm pretty sure it's not safe to leave a baby unattended but I could take the bouncer in with me. I walk over gently picking her up while grabbing the bouncer off the floor and make my way into the bathroom. Once she was safe and happy in the bouncer I pass her a toy than start my shower, silently hoping Anthony would stay downstairs talking with his friend long enough for me to finish so he doesn't come in.

After a short shower I climb out wrapping a towel around myself, I check Amelia was still okay in her bouncer before walking over to the mirror looking at myself. I scan the counter for a brush to try to tame my locks as the bathroom door opens in walking Anthony, I pull the towel slightly further up as he looks me up and down.

"I wondered where you went off too, I see Amelia's awake" he smiles walking passed me and over to a smiling Amelia as I continue to look for a hairbrush "I'll go out in a bit to buy you some stuff as I know you left it all behind when we moved, but here you can borrow mine" he smiles reaching into the cupboard pulling a black hairbrush out, why didn't I look in the cupboard? That would have been the logical thing to do.

I take it with a smile looking back at myself in the mirror, I could see him leaning against the wall behind me watching my every move. It doesn't take me long to finish brushing my hair where he comes up behind me reaching up into the storage above pulling a hair dryer out, I thank him going to take it but he plugs it in going behind me and starts to dry my hair.

I stand there awkwardly looking over at Amelia who kicks her legs with excitement over the toy she was playing with, Anthony continues to gently blow dry my hair as shouting could be heard from downstairs.

"Dude I can't find the guns I need to clean!" Ink shouts from downstairs, I didn't resistor what he says at first but it soon hits me causing me to stare at Anthony through the mirror, who looked worried back at me.

"Don't worry doll, inks probably got his wires crossed, I wouldn't keep guns in the house with you and Amelia here" he quickly says trying to save himself which I act like worked but really, I wasn't buying any of it, I had one of those guns pointed at my head back at the shop, they must keep them somewhere "I'll go down and see what he actually wants, all your clothes are in the walk in wardrobe back in the room" he explains looking at me through the mirror, I just nod putting at smile on my face as he places a kiss on my cheek walking out the bathroom, once he's gone I turn the tap on rubbing the kiss away or trying to as I hear a door slam from downstairs, poor Ink.

Once we're both ready and Amalia was fed I start making my way downstairs to see Ink sitting at the kitchen table holding an ice pack to his face, he doesn't notice me at first but once he does he throws it in the sink, to reveal a huge gash on the side of his face.

"I walked into a pole" he quickly mutters avoiding eye contact with me, I've walked into a pole before my face never turned out like that, but I knew better than to question him about it.

"Do you need some help I know first aid?" I ask sweetly, I mean it can't be good leaving a cut like that exposed, he looks up like he was gonna say yes but Anthony's voice coming from what looks like a basement makes him shake his head looking down.

"I've sorted it all out down there, maybe you'll be able to find the stuff quicker-" Anthony starts walking in but immediately stops once he spots I was standing there with Amelia "I see you're both ready to start the day, I was just helping Ink sort all the tools down in the basement" he explains putting his hands on his hips as I turn to look at Ink, that cut on his face was starting to gush with blood.

"Does he need to go to a hospital or something? That looks really bad" I say walking a bit closer to ink whose eyes quickly dart to Anthony, his eyes go wide staring at the cut.

"I don't like......hospitals" Ink quickly remakes sounding like he was thinking on the spot for an excuse, the blood starts to drip onto the kitchen table, that's very hygienic hopefully he doesn't have anything.

"Okay or like I said I'm trained in first aid, I could help you best I can" I suggest looking over at Anthony who looks at Ink than back at me, he nods walking over to a random cupboard pulling the first aid kid out placing it on the counter.

I look down at Amelia and realise I can't help him with her in my arms, I look towards Anthony gesturing for him to take her which he catches onto gently taking her out my arms and into his. I walk passed him and open the first aid kit making sure to put gloves on, I pull out the things I need and start to get to work trying to help Ink, this has to be the worst inquiry I ever dealt with. A few minutes pass Anthony saying he'll take Amelia for her nap leaving Ink and I alone in the kitchen, no one spoke for a while I wanted to ask him so much but didn't know where to start.

"That pole really did a number on you didn't it?" I say with a little laugh to try to lighten the mood, he just says a quick yeah going back to being silent "why do people call you ink?" I question him again trying to break the ice, he seems to smirk a little looking over at me.

"Well it started back in school I don't know how old I would've been, I was sat in class leaning back in my chair and for some reason behind me, you know back in the day you had those pens you had to dip in ink?" He asks me looking over with a smile, I nod saying quills he nods continuing "well I leant back in my chair when the chair moved and I fell, on the way down I tried to grab hold of something to stop me falling, but I end up grabbing the sheet of paper the tubs were of ink was on" he laughs which causes a little laugh to come out of my lips as I finish with his cut on his face.

"Well back to my story, as I land on the floor all the tubs of ink fall on-top of me covering me head to toe in ink" he continues with the story the smile not leaving his lips as he explains "everyone called me inky for the rest of the school year that by the end the name ink just stuck, now everyone knows me as ink" he finishes both of us laughing but a thought came into my head, this could be my way of finding out his name.

"I had a friend which was only addressed by her nickname, when someone would address her by her actual name, it felt so weird" I smile making the whole story up hoping my plan would work.

"I get that, when people call me Rod I don't know who they're talking about at first" he laughs giving me his name, yes my plan worked I know his name! Well his first name but that's still something.

Anthony walking into the kitchen stops our little conversation Ink saying he needs to head out to pick something up, Anthony tells him to wait as he makes his way into the basement leaving Ink and I in the kitchen once more.

"It was nice to finally have a proper chat with ya Freya" he smiles sweetly at me I just nod looking down as he continues "if you ever need to talk or ask me anything, you know where I am" he says with a smile as a question popped into my mind.

"I actually have a question, do mice drink milk?" I ask it was the question I told Blake I'd have to get back to him on, Ink gives me a weird look as Anthony walks back out the basement handing something over to Ink, he quickly takes it sending me a quick wave before walking out the kitchen.

Anthony and I were now left in the kitchen which I didn't actually like, normally I have Amelia in my arms which acts like a barrier but I didn't have that. He moves a little closer to me as I take little steps backwards, I look around the kitchen clocking into the fridge bringing an idea to sprout in my mind.

"How about I make breakfast, I mean it has been said that I'm a great cook" I suggest walking over to open the fridge but found it basically empty, wait does this guy eat? I haven't saw eat yet wait I haven't eaten yet, I've been so scared I haven't actually realised.

"That's gonna be difficult, we haven't been food shopping yet" he says from behind me stating the obvious, wait he wants to take me too, that means other people might see and recognise me as missing and call the police to come rescue us.

"Can we go today?" I ask quickly closing the fridge looking at him with hopeful eyes, he gives me a look not sure back, I sigh walking over to him reluctantly taking his hand in mine "please, I've been stuck in doors for days now, I want to have other human contact" I pout looking at him with puppy dog eyes hoping to pull at his heart strings a little, I needed this!

"Okay fine, once Amelia is up from her nap we'll head out to the shop" he says with a smile, I say thank you giving him a tiny hug but make sure to pull away quickly.

"While we wait for her to wake up, I'll find something or us to have" I smile walking away from him to head back to the cupboards hoping Amelia would end her nap soon.