Chapter 23 - Behind the Blind Girl

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REGAN'S POV

We walked into the house as we would any other day. Ertha looked as if she had something to say. "Hey, uh... Ertha? You got something on your mind?" She wasn't looking at me when she turned her head to face me, but rather everything but me.

"So.... You and Itachi, huh?" She asked out of the blue. He knuckles tightened around the gift bags in her hand. Strangely, her face held a smile, yet the rest of her body screamed anger and sadness.

If I had a drink, I would have spit it out at her question. "W-what the hell?? Me and Itachi? As in, are we friends? Where in the world would get that idea screwed into your head?" I was so confused as to why she asked me that.

"Sasuke and I were sleeping for what? Three hours? You obviously would have gotten closer in that amount of time, and trust me, Itachi is an amazing guy." She mumbled something else under her breath.

Normally, I could put up with her crazy weirdness, but I could see what going on here. "For one, you know I'm not interested in relationships at all right now, and two, Itachi is totally into you! The whole cheek holding thing? That's called interest." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

I started to walk away. "And we talked about your present. You'll love it by the way." Then I left the living room.

Honestly, sometimes it frustrated me how blind Ertha is. When we had first became friends, I let a little loose and said a sarcastic comment that was a bit on the rude side. Then she basically thought I hated her.

The next time I had seen her she was so nervous and tense. It took me weeks to convince her I was joking and I wanted to be her friends. "That girl is so blind. Yet, I'm the one that's behind her." I shook my head.

Now I opened my phone for the first time since I left school. I had a missed call from my mom. Then 5 missed calls and 9 messages from Hidan. Wait, make that 10 messages from Hidan.

"Yeesh! What the hell is this dude's issue??" I was confused as to why he even cared. He got me to go with him on his whim.

#1 Hey where'd you go?
#2 ok, where the f*ck are you
#3 it's been an hour and nothing
#4 Are you hurt or something????
#5 I'm sorry I flipped out but please tell me you're ok
#6 Regan... Are you dead?
#7 If you don't answer in the next 2 hours, I'm coming over there.
#8 that's hour number 1
#9 you got 30 minutes
#10 that's it I'm on my way

Number 6 made me laugh. This guy is so stupid. I tapped the space to reply, but before I could finish the message, there was a knock at the door. He was serious????

I opened the door to my room and went to the front door to open it. And there stood Hidan. His silver hair tousled, probably from him messing with it. "Sorry. I had my phone off while I prepared and attended Ertha's birthday party." I spoke in a monotone voice.

"It's Ertha's birthday?" He asked. I glared at him. 'He just wants in doesn't he? Why me???' I mentally groaned.

"Yes it is." I made the space between the wall and the door more and more narrow. But he just got closer and closer. " Can I see her?" I shook my head. He was way too close.

Then I gave up. He was right in my face for Christ's sake! "Fine! Ertha! You have a visitor." I called to her. "You have five minutes and you're out! You hear old man!?" Then I opened the door wider for him and he walked in making comments about everything.

I was so close to taking him to the kitchen and smacking him with the frying pan. I wish I did, but Ertha came in and there would have been a witness. That would not have been good, so I stood there smiling and nodding.

"Hey! A little bird told me it was your birthday a minute ago!" Then I thought about it. Hidan and Ertha had barely spoken. Ever. Why did he even care?

As suspicion creeped up within me, it started to make sense. This guy was in it for me! I snuck away quietly, knowing Ertha wouldn't let him do something stupid, and make him leave eventually.

I closed the door to my room. My heart was racing. Was he some kind of stalker? What if he's some sort of stalker??? Maybe he just wants to be friends? F*ck that! He's a crazy stalker.

It dawned on me and I took the stuffed animal he won me and threw it away. I can't believe it. How did I let my guard down like this?! Arg!

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