A Girl That Changed

Chapter 6

    I looked into his nice golden brown eyes and saw hurt and anxiety in them. This brought our relationship to a whole new level. Once friends...now lovers at fate? I don't know what to say about Travis' offer. I mean he was and still is the only one that gets me...would our relationship change once we become girlfriend and boyfriend? All these offers has really caused me stress over the weekend because it's making me forget about my grandmother's death...and I don't want to forget about her.  I brushed my cold hands on Travis' warm cheeks. Usually it would be the opposite...you know the boy touching the girl's cheeks, but I don't want this kind of love to be like every other fantasy relationship. 

       He finally broke the silence by asking, "Hey? What's on your mind?"

       "Nothing," I responded simply to shrug off the matter but of course, he knew when I lied.

       "C'mon tell me. You promised me that you wouldn't feel awkward or weird,"  Travis said.

       "I don't feel awkward. I just thought that you would never fall in love with me. To me, you were always that friend of mind who would go for outgoing or romantic type of girls. What made you interested in me?" I asked.

       "Kristen, you're one of a kind. You've always been there for me every since the day we met each other which I think was Pre-K. Remember when you made fun of me the day I spilled apple juice on my pants?" Travis asked.

       My smile got bigger and I began to laugh instantly. That memory was funny and a good one to keep. "I remember. I guess we do have a pretty heated and nice relationship. But won't it get weird if we started to date each other?" I questioned him.

       Travis just had this dumb look on his face as he lifted me up from the position he was in bed and flipped me until I was on the other side of the bed. My cheeks got red as his gentle hands met mines. They intertwined perfectly without a doubt in thought.  Our eyes locked concentrated on each other and just when he was going to reel in for a kiss, I dodged it and kissed his forehead intentionally. 

       "Hey..." Travis said in a depressed but confused voice. 

       "Alright, we gonna make this work. You and be are now you know girlfriend and boyfriend but mess up and our friendship will end." I said coldly.

        Travis cleared his throat and gently agreed, "Okay."

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz...

       My phone vibrated three times as I received a text from an unkown number. The message had read:

       Hey, Kris. Can we talk? It's me, Scar. I want to apologize to you and explain. So can we meet up at Frillocia Cementary? Sorry about the new number too! -Scarlett

       I shivered. The thought of the cementary makes my spine tingle and my eye twitch. I don't like the cementary but I believe strongly that Scarlett really owed me an apology for what happened back there. I bit my lip and looked at Travis.

       "What babe?" He asked me.

       I blushed when he called me babe. "Umm, I have to go to Scarlett. She wants to apologize so...gotta go for now!" I kissed him on the forhead before I left and exited the door. The snow was still outside and there was slush in some backyards but mostly pure white snow. Scarlett must of really wanted to apologize to me sincerely because she hates when anybody called her Scar. The night was cold and dark like Satan's heart. I walked up to the stone gates of the Frillocia Cementary. Luckily, it wasn't locked this late at night. I stepped inside the property and went around looking at the graves. My grandmother wasn't buried in this creepy cementary though. She was buried in a cementary far from this district.

Probably Forthood's Cementary...,I thought.

       "Hello, Scarlett?" I questioned her prescence. "Hellooooo?"

       A few minutes passed by as I began to make out a figure though it wasn't Scarlett. It was a dark person in a very dark cloak and mask. He sounded eerie, mysterious, and disgusting. He had a golden shield with him though it showed no effect against the light. The man disappeared for one moment due to the fog and the next minute he was gone. I began to panic but stayed calm. I remember that before my mother passed away...she called me a coward. I have to try not to be a coward in situations like this one...thought I'm not going to lie...this was scary. 

       The man snuck up behind me in a sneak attack and hit me with the shield directly in my spine. I fell down to the ground and lied unconscious. I was able to sputter a few words before my eyes fell into a dark deep black pit.

"Who are you?" was all I managed to say.