I Love You, Miss Genius



Ivor started walking toward the bathroom. Before he could do that, however, Bonnie hurried over and stood in his way.

"Um... You can't go in there now..."From NôvelDrama.Org.

He had a sense that something was amiss from the start. Now that he heard what she said, things felt all the more uncanny.

"Why can't I go into the bathroom? Is there something unusual in there?"

She was uncharacteristically panicky, afraid that he'd see Collin in there. After all, she wouldn't be able to explain herself if he did. So, she stood firm at the door and stopped him from going in.

At the same time, she thought of a wonderful excuse for it. Bending over, she clutched her belly and pretended to have had a severe case of stomach upset.

"What's so unusual about it? It's just that I had a really bad stomachache earlier. So, it smells awful in there right now. Are you sure you want to look inside?"

He glanced at her, concerned. "Well. How do you feel now? Do you still have a stomachache?"

Shaking her head, she said, "Come over and help to me to the couch, so I can rest and catch my breath."

"Okay." He responded and walked over to hold her by her arms.

I can't believe I said that, but it should've bought Collin some time. I hope he'll find a way to escape. If the whole thing is exposed, I won't be able to explain myself, ever."

Just as he helped her walk toward the couch, he saw a dusty boot print by the bathroom door. It was only half of the shoe, but it was very visible against the beige floorboard.

He stopped in his tracks and stared at the boot print with unblinking eyes.

Noticing that he had stopped, she turned her head sideways and looked at him. She asked, confused, "What's the matter? Why are we stopping?" He didn't say anything. Instead, he pursed his lips and fixed his gaze on the boot print.

She couldn't help but follow his gaze. Then, she saw it. Collin left a boot print by the door. She inhaled sharply.

"Tsk! The jig is up.'

He noticed her shifting emotions and pursed his lips tighter. This time, he walked past her and headed straight toward the bathroom.

She saw it and walked after him to try to stop him.

"I told you, Ivor. I've just done a number two in there. It smells terrible. Why do you have to go inside?"

He stopped in his tracks and stared at her inquisitively.

"Are you sure about that, Bonnie? Or is it because you hid someone in there and didn't want me to find out about it?"

Actually, she had thought about other excuses. However, it was presumably the guilt that set her back. Her lips parted, and she almost said it out loud, but she couldn't find her voice.