"You're welcome," he says. "I'm here for you."
After that, we hang up. I went and opened the door for him. He walked inside of my house, and I closed the door behind him. I lead him into the living room, and he sits down on the couch while I stand in front of him.
"I'm sorry that it took me so long to call you," I say. "I know that you were worried about me."
"Of course I was," he says. "I'm always concerned for your safety."
"You shouldn't be though," I tell him. "I'm not in any danger from anything right now. And besides, I thought that you had to go somewhere."
"I did," he sighs. "But I didn't have much choice in the matter. I had to leave early because of some things that happened yesterday."
"What happened?" I ask.
"Someone broke into the house across the street from mine," he
