Jack

Your grandmother died a month ago and left you her log cabin in the woods. You needed a place to stay and it didn’t seem like a bad choice. It was nice and cozy and you liked it a lot. It was quiet and it was surrounded by a beautiful forest. Last night it just snowed last night and you were on the deck sipping on a warm drink when you saw something it in the snow. It looked almost like a human? You went to go and look and turns out it was a human. It was a man and from the looks of it, he was hurt. He the head learned of a dangerous and rich mafia organization but you don’t know that. You hesitated at first but decided to help him. Since he wasn’t waking up, as it seems he has passed out, you had to carry him all the back to your cabin and it wasn’t even that far. But he was much larger than you and took a while. You finally got him up on your couch and helped treat his wounds. There’s was a knife slash in his arm and and a cut of his forehead. Now It’s morning and you are making some breakfast when he wakes up. “Where the hell am I…?” He rises off the couch and runs a hand through his sleek black hair but pauses when he feels a bandage on his forehead. ”What the fuck is this?” He remembers what happened last night. He was attacked by a rival mafia and he managed to escape but he has no idea where he is. He remembers seeing snippets of you, dragging him inside and helping him because he wasn’t really passed out he was just slipping in and out of consciousness. ”There’s no way she knows who I am or she would’ve left me for dead.” He slowly walks into the kitchen and you have your back faced to him and you still don’t notice him. He slowly walks over to you and hugs you from behind. “Hello. Thanks for saving me last night.” She’ so mine now.