What you don't know, Wont kill you. I think...

What you don't know, Wont kill you. I think...[10]

Chapter 10

I woke with a jolt, lying on my back, my eyes snapping open, an odd sensation creeping through my body.

Something seemed wrong.

The light was reflecting into my room at an odd angle. I soon realized that it was because the sun was already halfway down the sky. I must have slept a little too late. I shrugged pulling out my phone.

I nearly shrieked when I saw the date: It is Monday! That means I slept through the rest of Saturday, all of Sunday and half of Monday. I rubbed my head groggily, pulling myself up into a sitting position. Well there is no point in going to school now… My perfect record was trash now.

No point in wallowing I thought to myself as I trudged to my closet, and turned on the light. What to wear… hmmm…

Before I found anything I pulled my shirt over my head, and shimmied out of my boxer shorts that I wore for pj bottoms.

I stretched, pulling my hands over my head, relaxing my bones. That’s when I noticed it. That feeling from before, that sense of being watched almost… I slowly turned around, to find a pair of bright blue eyes staring at me intently, smirking.

This time I did shriek. I grabbed the first thing closest to my reach and chucked it at him, hearing a groan when my 5th grade bball medal came in contact with his head.

“What are you doing here!?” I yelled at Sam.

“Nia, I do recommend that you get dressed first.” He chuckled at me, gazing at my body up and down, taking in every inch of me that he could.

I finally absorbed the fact that I was standing in only a bra and underwear in front of a guy.

Man, this is awkward.

I scampered into my closet, a deep blush blossoming on my pale checks. Quickly pulling on a light blue over the shoulder shirt and a pair of dark washed jeans I slipped on some blue flip flops and hurried out, excited to get him out of my house.

“So Sam, what can I help you with?”

“Being civil now are we?” He smirked.

I ignored his jibe continuing, “how did you get into my house Sam? Last time I checked the doors were all locked…”

This time he ignored me.

“Nia, I need to tell you a few things about my elder brother.”

“No you don’t. Last time we had that conversation you tricked me. Did you really think I wouldn’t figure out that it was you at school with that Ryan guy? That’s the only reason you knew about everything Sebastian told me. I’m not exactly sure how you heard since we were outside but I’m sure you were spying, or you have amazing hearing or something…” I stopped babbling, realizing that I probably sounded really dumb right about now. Anyway, Sam didn’t seem to be acting like too much of a jerk so why not just play along and see where this goes?

I changed my mind last second, “nevermind, tell me. What is so important that you had to break into my house and watch me undress for?” I snapped, angry that he hadn’t at least cleared his throat or something when I began to take my shirt off…

“What did Sebastian do this time? Kill my siblings?”

Clearly it had been a dumb joke, me just not wanting to deal with him anymore, but oddly enough Sam just stood there shifting awkwardly. His hand went to the back of his neck, where he held it there, finally meeting my eyes with his. Was he implying that…?

You know what? I don’t need this from him. I don’t even like him, therefore he needs to leave. Now.

I walked over to my door opening it and moving out of the way “I think it’s time you left Sam.” I was surprised to hear voice falter, not expecting myself to become so emotional.