It's your fault

Chapter one: The Window

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One day my boyfriend and I were in my house. He had just got back from a trip he had for work. Him and I stand in the kitchen and talk. As we talk he
Holds me in a snug hug.

"So how was your trip?" I ask. Lifting up his shirt a little as I start rubbing the side of his sculpted body. "It was fine. Me and billy did most of the work it seemed like. Derek was to busy complaining the entire time." He rubs my back as he speaks.

We stand by the window, as we speak I look through the see- through curtain. "Scarlett was getting on everyone's nerves." He sounds irritated just by the thought. "Who is Scarlett?" My hand still under his shirt but no longer rubbing his side.

"She's just the girl that does the paperwork." He says as he looks down at me. "That better be all-" I get cut off by the sound of leaves crunching outside of the window. I look out the window to investigate, seeing two people.

One of the two is wearing a black hoodie and some dirty ripped up jeans, the other is wearing what seems to be a long robe that a priest would wear. It was long and black. He was also wearing a long rosary around his neck. He had a book clutched in his left hand. The bottom of the long robe was being dragged along the damp ground, pulling leaves along with it.

Me and Ethan get quiet as they pass our window. We watch through the curtains as they walk past. As Ethan and I take a breath we realize that they are coming back. They walk back past the window again but as they do they both look directly at our window. The guy in the hoodie seems to be looking directly at me.

They pass. Once again they walk by the other direction passing our window. This time they are much closer. The one in the hoodie is still looking at me. The one in the black robe walks further behind the other. Me and Ethan slowly move away from the window just in case they decided to walk past again.

Weirdos!

"Are they still out there?" I ask Ethan. He peeks out the window. "Yes." He points in the direction they are going. He pauses. "I don't see them anymore." I pick my dog up and hold her in my arms, petting her.

"What was that all about?" I breath out in relief. I pet my dog trying to figure out why they walked past so many times and why the one was looking at me. "I don't know, they probably wanted to sell us something."

"Someone in a black hoodie and dirty torn jeans, along with a priest looking guy is going to try and sell us something. What are they going to sell us a shovel and a couple of bibles?" I speak sarcastically. "I-" Ethan gets cut off as we hear the backdoor. Ethan pushes me behind him.

The backdoor opens and closes. My heart stops. I can hardly breath. Why in the fuck was the door not locked? Ethan brings his arms around me, still standing in front of me. Into the kitchen walks the guy wearing the black hoodie. He is very tall, blonde hair. When I examine his face he actually looks pretty young, maybe around my age or a year older.

He stares at Ethan and I before he speaks. He shifts his left foot forward just a little. "You guys should leave." He speaks firm. Ethan does not hesitate to say something. "What the fuck are you doing in my house?!" He shouts, his hands resting on my hips. I back closer against the wall, holding my dog.

The stranger gives a corner smile that quickly gets lost. "If you want her to be safe you should leave." He speaks again.

"Get out of my fucking house before I call the cops!" Ethan yells.

I watch his expression, it never changes. The guy never stops looking at me, even when Ethan was the one speaking to him, just giving Ethan a sharp glare.

"Why?" I finally speak. He looks at me. "Because they want you." He looks me up and down. A small smile creeps on his lips. Ethan clearly doesn't like what this guy is implying.

"Hey! Is this a fucking joke?" Ethan blurts. Cutting the attention from my body. "No, I can assure you this is not a fucking joke." The guy mimics Ethan, staying calm during the entire occurrence.

"What do you want?" Ethan asks. The guy still staring at me, looks out the corner of his eye at Ethan then back at me. "Just leave or they will get you. If they do get you there is nothing more I can do to stop them." He gives me one last look then turns to leave the kitchen.

"Wait! What's your name?" I call after him. He pauses. His back still facing us. "Colton." He reaches the back door. "I warned you if you decide to listen good for you, if you don't...that's your fault." With that he leaves closing the door behind him.

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First chapter is short but keep on reading it gets way better, maybe real quick..oops said to much! Just read and your brain will have a party! If you choose not to continue. .well your loss sorry buddy. Oh yeah make sure you vote for the first chapter I need at least one vote and one comment if you want the next AMAZING chapter! Thanks again babes. *kiss kiss*