The next day it was the same he forgot his papers and the teacher asked me to bring it over. I went home first, putting on a shirt and black pants, to somehow please him, at least with my style.
"I'm leaving, mom!"
"Where are you going?"
"Erm, a friend needs help with homework.", I lied, knowing how she would feel about him.
"Okay, don't be too late."
"Promise."
I walked over, I took a deep breath and knocked, again the heavy door opened with a screech, I entered, the lobby was empty, I looked around.
"I expected you.", he stood behind me.
"Could you stop that?!"
"Maybe.", he grinned.
"So, you forgot your homework again."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes."
"Whoopsies. Drink?"
"Sure. Now got beer?"
"No.", he walked up the stairs.
"Still think I have no taste?"
"No. I appreciate your effort of putting on a shirt. But you have a long way to go. Whiskey?"
"Yeah.
"Have a seat."
"Thank you.", I sat down.
We sat there for a while, looking at the fire slowly burning. There were a lot of questions in my mind, I wondered about so many things, I didn't know him at all, although I knew him for 20 years. Then I decided to ask him.
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Sweet but psycho
FanfictionIn a seemingly calm and nice neighbourhood lives a young man, alone in a huge dark villa. Who seems to be a potential danger to the people, he is different, acts different and looks different, he simply doesn't fit in. But then Alan has to bring him...
