Romancing The Devil: Chapter Five

Chapter Five.

I fumbled with my bag, looking for my house key. I couldn't find it. It was simply gone from the zipper pocket I stashed it in.

When I turned around, Camron was already gone. Too bad. The keys could have possibly fell out my bag into his truck.

I banged against the door for my parents to come open it. No answer. I already knew what they were doing. Passed out form drinking too much.

Leaving me stuck outside in the darkness of the night.

Great. Now what am I going to do? There's a window on the out side of my bedroom I could easily slide open.

I grabbed my bag and started walking around back. I don't mind being the dark. When I was younger, I'd sit in my closet. Trying to avoid hearing my mom and dad auguring. The dark was where I could escape form reality.

I finally reached the side of the house where my room was. I was able to slide the window open, and push my legs off the ground to climb in.

As I got inside, I noticed something, a someone, sitting in the chair near the corner of my room. He or she weren't moving. It was completely dead silent.

I crept alittle to my right to turn the light on, my heart racing 100 mph a minute. My hand slid against the cold red paint of the wall. I still couldn't find the light switch.

I started panicking. It has to be here, I told my self. I have to stay calm and be rational. My breaths were coming quicker and quicker. I finally felt light switch and turned the lights on.

The lights woke up a very sleepy Ethan. I was instantly relieved. It wasn't unusual for Ethan to visit me. We're neighbors.

"What are you doing here?" I managed to say after the adrenaline disappeared from being almost freighted to death.

"I told you I was stopping by." He said while looking at me with confusion. "Did you forget I was coming?" He asked.

"I guess I did." I was tired and didn't feel like talking. "Ethan. Can we please talk tomorrow? I'm really tired from my fight, and everything that happened tonight." I said pleadingly.

"Boe," he said looking directly into my eyes. "There's some things you need to know."

"Like what?" I asked skeptically.

Ethan looked at me with very serious eyes. Never breaking eye contact as he said, "Camron isn't who you think he is. He's not like us. He's different."

My brain wouldn't comprehend what he was saying. I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't believe it. I won't believe it.

"Ethan, there is nothing wrong with Camron. He just prefers being alone." I said in an almost defending manner.

"Boe, I can't say anymore. But please be cautious." He looked towards the floor at his black vans.

"Ethan, we will talk tomorrow." I said in a dismissal tone.

"Bye Boe." He looked at me one last time before climbing out the window.

I'm not sure how I felt about Ethan saying what he said. It almost offends me that he isn't happy for me. I know he's telling the truth. Camron has a very mysterious side to him, that I have yet to unravel.

I refuse to believe he could hurt me. Maybe that's not very wise of me, but it's my decision.

I changed into my favorite pajamas, a over sized Mikey Mouse tee shirt and sweat pants.

I crawled into my bed, very happy I could finally rest. I was beyond exhausted. Im can not wait to have my dinner date tomorrow. I earned it.

I drifted off to sleep fantasizing about Camron.

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[Dutch Jr.]

Nice. I liked the suspense you built in this chapter, both with the figure in the dark and the fact that Ethan knows Camron's secret. Elaboration is a tad bit better in this chapter as well. Let's keep it moving.