The Closet Is Made Of All Kinds Of Wood

Chapter Eight - Revelations

Written by @qualifiedfornothing from Abby's perspective .

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The gentle water pouring over my head blocked out my senses and calmed me. Being in the shower was weirdly one of my few comforts - it transported me to a different world. A world I was safe in. A world safe from judging looks, rude comments and most importantly, it was safe from the wild maniac who was turning my life upside down: the kidnapper, who ever they were.

Every where I look, I see a potential threat to the people I love. I worry about my brother, I worry about my cousin Tess, I worry about Lilly. What would happen if any of them were to be kidnapped? What would the kidnapper do to them? I toss and turn at night in a constant state of anxiety. If I'm being honest, I've been this way since my father died. He was my rock, and now I just cant stand to lose someone else. I can't have another part of me stripped away.

I've been in the shower for a solid half an hour. I should probably get out now. Sighing, I turn the handle to cold. I let the freezing water bring me back to reality. iI jump out of the shower, goosebumps appearing across my skin. I shiver and wrap a towel around my body and get dressed for another fantastic day at school. Note the sarcasm.

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I shut my locker door, and hoist my heavy school bag onto my back. It'd the end of the school day, and I actually cannot wait to go home. A girl across the hall shoots me a glare and then whispers something to her friend next to her. He nods, and makes a face at me, before both of them turn a corner away from me, still whispering.

I guess that word must have gotten around that me and Lilly are dating, because the last week has been like this, with constant stares, a few grimaces here and there, and rude comments. I used to think Lilly was exaggerating when she said that Marchindon High was a homophobic school, but even the teachers have been acting differently around me, just because I happen to be dating a girl. You would think they had more important things to worry about than my sexuality, with students disappearing left and right, wouldn't you?

"Hey Abs." says Tess, lightly punching me in the arm, right in the middle of massive bruise. I wince, and concern flashes across Tess's face. "Hey, what was that?" she asks. Oh shit. Here we go.

"Ah, nothing. I just strained something punching Ethan." I lie. The truth is embarrassing, and I don't really want to tell my cousin about the intense make out Lilly and I had.

"That was like a month ago. What actually happened?" Damn, this girl is good. Or maybe I'm a bad liar. What will I say? I could say I was taking out the trash, but bin night is Tuesday and it's a Thursday afternoon. Umm... I did it at calisthenics? No, the season is almost over.

"Come on - out with it!" says Tess, taking a firm stance.

"It's a funny story- " I begin, but I glance at tess face and it's not amused. "I-was-making-out-with-Lilly-when-my-hand-slipped-and-I-knocked-my-head-on-the-bedside-table-and-then-Lilly-laughed-at-me-so-I-tried-to-throw-a-dictonary-at-her-head-and-strained-my-arm-in-the-process." I blurt, my face flushing red with embarrassment. "The keywords being tried to throw."

"Ok then Abigail, I will leave you to your heated make out sessions," Tess laughs. It wasn't funny! There was blood.

"Seriously Tess!" I move my hair to show a small scratch on the side of my head. "See, there's a wound!" She just laughs again. What is it with her and laughing at my pain?

She collapses in the floor laughing, and I eventually give in. We both lie on the floor giggling when we see Zach, Tess's other half, running towards us. Weird, he runs just as awkwardly as me.