Evan Peters Imagines and One Shots

Slow Down Pt.2

A priest would pale in his confession booth if I revealed my thoughts. Kai lived in my mind rent-free. Confidence radiated in his smooth voice. He was straightforward and blunt, and his gorgeous eyes had no fear behind them as he burned into mine; he gave me his full attention as he spoke. I couldn't wait to see how our date turned out, especially since I'd be going in blind. My friend had no information on Kai since he was new to the ballot. All she could find was a news report about a hate crime he'd experienced that provoked him into entering the political race. If anything, that made me want to go out with him more and more intrigued. He had a clean slate to win me over, and no other man could ever say the same before him.

A subtle knock at my door caused me to jump up and rush to the door. I'd given Kai my apartment number since he insisted on coming to my door to escort me to his car. He was a gentleman, refusing to take no for an answer as he valued chivalry. Adjusting the hem of my dress, I took deep breaths to prepare myself for the handsome I'd expected. The preparation was uncalled as the man on the other was a boy and my next-door neighbor.

"Hello, Charlie." I greeted, sucking my teeth.

The green-eyed child smiled as he saw me all dressed up for the first time. Dolling myself up wasn't common, as I'd usually spent my days babysitting or working.

"Hello, Miss Y/n. You look lovely tonight," Charlie complimented. "I like your dress. You must have a hot date, huh?"

"Thank you, Charlie, that means a lot," I acknowledged. "Why do you assume I have a date, though?"

With a straight face, the blonde-haired child replied, "My dad says women don't just get dressed up for nothing. They've got to be up to something when they do."

Any mention of Charlie's father usually followed with idiocy, so it didn't shock me. Although, I was unhappy with the imprint he left on his son. I'd teach Charlie logic and his father would send him back more uneducated than ever. It had become a competition that CPS was close to handling, but I loved those kids too much to send them to the system.

"Well, that's not always the case, and you can tell your father he's an idiot," I responded. "Although he is right just this once. I do have a date tonight."

"With who?" he questioned

"Charlie, I don't think that's any of your business." I declared.

"Oh, you've got a date now you're acting different!" he exclaimed.

The blonde child would stress me out before Kai could even arrive. My intrusive thoughts encouraged me to slam the door in his face. But as an adult, asking questions would be more plausible. The absence of loud music and arguments from their apartment alarmed me. Their apartment was only silent when their parents weren't around.

"Where is your mom?" I asked.

"She left," Charlie answered. "It's been like three hours."

"And your dad?" I interrogated.

"He left after my mom left. Something about it being Topless Night, but I'm not supposed to tell anyone," Charlie exposed. "Don't tell him I told you that?"

"I can't make any promises," I sighed. "If both your parents are gone, where's your twin?"

"She's still asleep and will be for a while," he educated. "That gummy knocked her out."

"Gummy?" I questioned.

"Mommy calls it sleepy gummies. I didn't swallow mine, though," he informed. "I don't like how sleepy it makes me."

It amazed me because if I pushed their parents down a flight of stairs for their actions, somehow I would be in the wrong. The young and naïve twins held a soft spot in my heart; a spot so large that I planned on paying for their therapy when they grew and reality sank in.