Home, Safe Home And Safe House Essay
Safe house: A "safe house" is very much like a regular house or apartment that you live in. The only difference is that a safe house is used by spies to safely hide from the enemy
When I woke up, the bed was empty. Eliza, Malcolm and Blake were sitting on the couch watching tv. I grabbed my laptop and walked over to them, sat down in between Blake 's legs and placed my laptop on my lap. I went to my Facebook page and saw that my family was messaging me. I closed the account and slammed my laptop shut, scared. Blake looked down scared.
"When did you get here, babe?" He asked, leaning down to give me a Spider-Man kiss. I pulled away, shocked.
"You okay?" He questioned.
"Why did you slam your laptop?" He continued, placing his hand in my hair and massaging my head.
"U-um, no reason" I stuttered. Eliza looked at me in disbelief.
"He was on his Facebook page but then he freaked out and deleted his account" Malcolm provided, the helpful guy he is. I scowled at him.
"As soon as we 're out of here, we are going to talk, okay?" Blake said, sternly.
"About the kitten?" I asked, hopefully.
"Mason" he warned.
"I love you!" I squealed, grabbing his leg, that was covered by shorts. I planted kisses all over his knee and placed my hand on his knee, going on my phone. I checked my Instagram and saw that my mom had found that too. I rubbed circles on Blake 's thigh and checked my messages seeing one from my mom. 'Sweetie, why aren 't you answering? Are you okay? We…