Strangers

Chapter Ten

Amelia's POV:

Drew was pacing back and forth in his beautiful library. He had this crazed look in his eyes, like an animal. He began walking towards me, his eyes turning crimson red, and they turned darker with every step he took. He grabbed my arms, and-

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*- I woke up in a cold sweat with my bed sheets and pillows flung across the floor. That was the strangest dream! It felt so real! Like Drew was really here, in front of me. I took several deep breaths, and looked over at my alarm. 8:45 AM? Why am I up, again?

Just then, I remembered I was going to cook with Maggie over at The Wilson's house. She wanted me up early so I can learn to cook a full day's meal (breakfast, lunch, and dinner). She told me to expect a full day's worth of slaving in the kitchen.

I rolled out of my bed, still a little shacken up from my dream. I walked over to my closet, and grabbed my favorite pair of jeans, a cute top, and my favorite pair of sneakers. My hair was a little crazy today, so I just threw it in a messy bun. I quickly ran out the door to make sure I wasn't late.

I had to admit, I was really excited. I don't know why, I just loved the Wilson's house so much. It felt so comfortable! Like I was at home, but I guess it would be kind of rude to be there all the time.

I hopped up the front steps like a little kid, then rang the doorbell 50 times. So much for not being rude! I felt the breath in my lungs disapear when Drew answered the door..

Naked... Well, he was actually in a towel, but same thing. I stood there with my mouth wide open, staring at his bare chest, almost drooling. My poor eyes!! They should never see anything so perfect, I swear they will melt right out of my sockets!

".. Oh, hey.." Drew said, slightly blushing a bit. "Do you answer the door like this often??" I questioned jokingly. "No, not too much.." " Oh, well, that's too bad.. I would probably come over a lot more." I don't even know where that came from!! What is wrong with me!? I was about to apologise, but he stopped me saying, "I look forward to it." And gave me a smile that just made me turn to jelly...

It got really quiet between the two of us, so I spoke up," Your mom actually invited me over to teach me to cook a few things?" His expression changed drastically. "She did what??" Then he turned around muttering things like "great", "of course she did", and "nobody tells me anything!" I gave out an awkward cough, and he snapped out of.. Well... Whatever that was.

He brought me to the kitchen were I saw his mom working around the pots and pans she had placed in an orginized manor. The second she saw me, she lit up. "Finally!! I have been so excited for us to spend time together!!"

She told me all of what she had planned for the day, including snacks, appitizers, sides, main courses, ect. She was a very orginized woman. Everything had it's place and moment. It was amazing seeing her work! We started giggling and cracking jokes with one another. I didn't even notice Drew smiling at us arms crossed and leaning against the door frame. Still in a towel.

His mom noticed where my eyes kept wondering, and told her son to get dressed properly. She had me start with some blueberry muffins from scratch. As I was mixing the ingrediants, Maggie struck up some conversation. "So, you don't cook with Jessica that much?" I made a face. "No mam, I cook for Jessica. She can't really do anything in the kitchen except entertain." I giggled. "Do you and your mom cook together?" She asked, not knowing what to expect. "We did.. A long time ago..." "What happened, young one? Teenage years?" She joked.

I laughed half heartedly. "Something like that. Car accident, actually. She died when I was 9." Maggie's expression turned to horror. "I am so sorry, I had no idea-" "It's ok. I enjoyed the time I had with her. She was a great mom... I'm sorry," I apologized, tears begining to spill out of my eyes. "May I use your restroom to clean myself up?" "Of course, whatever you need!"

I began wondering down the confusing hallway. I swear, there are more rooms every time I visit. It's impossible to-

Just then, something grabbed my arm, and pulled me into one of the many bedrooms. "Please don't hurt me!" I squeeled into the dark. Then I felt for a light switch, but someone beat me to it. I was shocked to see Drew holding both sides of my arms, gently rubbing small circles.

It was supposed to be comforting, but I couldn't help but realize just how close we were. "Amelia." He growled, sending a shiver up my spin. "Are you alright?" He spoke so softly, I felt the tears threatening to resurface. Then he pulled me into a gentle embrase. I snaked my arms around his neck, and hugged him back, holding on for dear life.

"Please.." I managed to choke out. "Give me a minute..." And at that, he held on a little tighter. Just a little longer.