Once we were done he decided to leave, and I realized he lives in the house right next to mine, on the left. Hmm. Neighborhood friends don't sound so bad. At least I thought so until tonight.
When I finally returned to my room it was 9:47 p.m -3 hours after he left. So I went to lay on my bed hoping sleep will take me. But unfortunately 30 minutes later, RIGHT when I was about to fall asleep -I hear music blasting from my neighbors house. On the left. God what the fuck, I am just trying to sleep.
I have a window in my room which gives me a clear view of my neighbors house, and I am shocked by what I see. Across from my window is another window from the neighbors house. It is also Rudolph's room. I can see him laying by the window on his phone.
Why is he playing music this late!!?? That loud too!!
I decided to study his room out of boredom considering I am not falling asleep anytime soon. From what I can see, his walls are a dark red, none of the lights are on, stuff is scattered everywhere, -and that's all I can see. I then look back at Rudolph to see he is staring directly at me. SHIT! I duck quickly shielding my self from his eyes.
He saw me! What am I gonna do now!? He probably thinks I'm a stalker!!! T - T
Tap. Huh? I slowly look out of the window to see Rudolph throwing a few pens at my window. Welp. Time to face my embarrassment. God I'm probably a tomato. I open the window.
"I SWEAR I wasn't staring." Was the first thing I said. He laughs.
"I don't mind, I just wanted to know why you are up at 10:32." I roll my eyes. He can't be serious.
"Like you don't know." I say.
"I don't, that's why I asked." He respond, giving me a bored look. I sigh.
"Its the music, it was loud." Its still playing but not as loud, probably so he can hear what I'm saying.
"Oh... Well I can't help you with that." He says blankly. I stare at him with shock.
"Why?" I asked. I'm starting to get really annoyed.
"Well I can't sleep without something playing." He says. I groan in response. He rolls his eyes.
"Look, if you can't deal with it, that is just too bad." I look at him in shock once again.
"Hey I thought you were shy and socially awkward?" I say. "-but right now you seem to be rude as hell." I say. Damn. The idea of neighborhood friends seems like a really bad thing all of a sudden.
"Well maybe I lied. My mom just wanted me to act like that so it can seem like you have a nice neighbor. But I'm not gonna do that anymore. Cuz you seem like a bratty city boy." He says calmly.
I stand up and quickly shut my window then I roll the blinds down. If he ain't gonna be nice or at least act like it, I sure as hell ain't gonna either.
YOU ARE READING
Neighbors.
FanfictionTony Thompson, that is my name. All I know is that I have a neighbor. Yup. They SUCK. Come along with Tony Thompson and figure out his relationship with his mysterious neighbor.
