11- Harper

I couldn't sleep after Nixon left I felt restless and nervous, I didn't quite understand what a rouge was but what ever it was made Nixon tense up.

Looking out the window as the hours ticked by, the glow in the distance seemed to fade and I wondered if everyone was okay, if Nixon was okay.

It's a little after seven in the morning when I hear the front door open followed by Nixon calling for me to come downstairs.

Quickly I rush out of my room and down the stairs and into his arms instantly feeling relieved.

"I was so worried" I softly tell him tightening my arms around his waist.

"There's nothing to worry about babe" he whispered into my hair holding me tighter to his chest.

A scuff is heard from behind Nixon and I pull away while looking over his shoulder to see Viviana.

"She was outside when I came home" Nixon tells me turning around with me still in his arms he glare at her.

"I don't remember telling you to come in but I do remember telling you to leave" he says in a cold demanding