Cheater, Cheater, Bestfriend Eater [EDITING]

Chapter 9- What would you do?

I haven’t heard a word from Adam in almost a week, so I figure its time I do something about it; I'm going to his house.

That’s right you heard me, I am going to see Adam, at his house and at night, maybe I didn’t mention the night thing before but I did now, it’s night time and I'm going to some guy that I’ve known for a little over a couple of week’s house, in the dark.

You are such an idiot…

There’s that bloody voice again.

I ignored it and all my inner instincts that were telling me that I shouldn’t be doing this, -that I should go back to watching Van Helsing and enjoying Hugh Jackmans amazing body- but something was nagging at me and I was going to get to the bottom of it.

I got on my bike, once again not the safest option but I preferred to be able to just get on and go, so that’s what I did I got on my bike and rode to his house It was a bit hard navigating it in the dark but I managed to get there after half an hour of getting lost and coming up to dead ends.

I pulled up out the front and cut the engine on the opposite curb, I quickly took off and went to the window, yes I am a peeping TOM but I don’t care. I'm not knocking on the door that would just be awkward.

So I decided to do something less awkward –provided that I didn’t get caught- and I'm not entirely sure was legal; I climbed up the side of the house on a tree, so it’s not like I was exactly creeping. But I was so sure I was going to be found because the tree groaned every time I moved.

I climbed out to the branch directly beside what I hoped and prayed was Adams window, I slowly peeked in and sure enough there he was, laying on his bed reading a comic book with a dull light and his head phones in. First phase complete; Identify Targets Room.

Phase two a-go; the Set up: I balance, on the branch and pull out my phone, I dialled Adams number, watching for his reaction, but nothing happened, then I heard it’s ringtone coming from downstairs:

“She said; hello mister, pleased to meet ya~ I wanna hold her, I wanna kiss her~ she smelt of daisy’s, she smelt of daisy’s~ she drive me crazy, she drive me crazy~ Gonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane~ be my lover, my Lady river, can I take ya, take you higher~ Gonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane, gonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane~” it rang and rang.

I mentally cursed myself; my plan had flaws, I should have thought of this!

I expect it to just ring out and go home, but then I heard what sounded to be a man yelling form downstairs “Adam your phones ringing! It’s that Harley chick again” was it just me or were his word slurring, he continued shouting “Adam, don’t make me come up there boy!” Adam still had his headphones in. I wondered what was going to happen next.

I pressed the end button and the song cut off, I could pretty much see the house shaking as who I'm guessing was Adams dad made it up the stairs and slammed the door open. Adam jumped up off his bed and ripped his headphones out of his ears looking at the man confused and is that anger or fear I see?

To say that this man was big was an understatement, he was huge, in both the physical and egotistical way; his shoulders at least spanned the width of the doorway and he towered over Adam, with the veins in his neck bulging and his face bright red. Now I know where Adam got his body from.

The man flipped on the light, and it shone out the window, casting its glow on the tree, curse you light! I shuffle back on the tree branch, hiding away from the light, I could only just see the door frame where the man used to be standing and I could see Adam standing in front of the window, with his back to me, if he turned he would be able to see me, and my cover would be blown.