<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7uiwsUxkw1qeitqh.gif">[ img ]</a><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-family: Tahoma;">If you want a happy ending, it depends on where you stop the story</span></span>."</div><br/><br/>Clyde heard her as the girl needed a ride and a place to stay. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Look, I am just offering a ride. You can't stay with me.</span></span>" He inquired towards her, looking at her up and down with a slight smirk. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Oh? What else can you pay me back with?</span></span>" Clyde questioned towards her then raised a brow at her. "<span style="color: #0000FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">If they find me, I'll just run. I'm pretty damn good at it.</span></span>" He chuckled after speaking those words then eyed her after she introduced herself as Bonnie. "<span style="color: #0000FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">Nice to meet you as well, Bonnie. I'm Clyde.</span></span>" He responded with the nod of his head as they drove through town and to his house.<br/><br/>He stopped the car and turned off the engine, leaving the top down though, just in case. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Before you ask, yes, I live alone.</span></span>" He told Bonnie before getting out of the car and opening the door to his home. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Don't touch nothing.</span></span>" He said towards her while throwing his keys on the counter. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Uhm...</span></span>" He walked over to his sink and wet a cloth, then dabbed it on the area where Bonnie was slapped. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Sorry if it stings.</span></span>" Clyde eyed her then raised a brow while leaning against the counter, his arms folded over his muscular chest. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">That guy was James Gordon, Jr, eh? What were you doing with him?</span></span>" Clyde asked bluntly while staring at her.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Okay, I give. You can stay here with me for awhile.</span></span>" Clyde said towards Bonnie as he went beside her now. "<span style="color: #0000FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">I'll protect you. You have nothing to worry about.</span></span>" Clyde told her while resting his hands against her arms softly, staring into her orbs with his. "<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0000FF">Now, you go get cleaned up. I should have some t-shirts long enough for you to wear.</span></span>" He said while stepping away from her and looked back at her. "<span style="color: #0000FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">The bathroom is upstairs to the right and the bedroom is right there beside it. Do not, I repeat, do not turn left. Got it?</span></span>" Clyde nodded towards her then waved her off. "<span style="color: #0000FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">I'll make us some dinner.</span></span>" He insisted while gathering some pots and pans.