Deranged Youth | book one

Chapter 31

I pull into the parking lot of the school a couple hours after I talked to Johnny. I just want this to be done and over with so I can go back to my life. I push away the fact that I can get into a lot of trouble for this but what else am I suppose to do? Besides, I'm only going to stand on the side and try to distract him so he won't notice I'm not breaking stuff or whatever, master plan right?

I turn off the heater in the car and messily put my tangled hair into a high ponytail. I've been in bed ever since I got home, overthinking every possible thing. Matt called a couple times but I ignored it because I didn't want to talk to anyone right now. Not until after all of this is over.

I grab my keys and phone before climbing out of the car. I start walking towards the hallway where Johnny wants me to meet him, locking the car behind me. It's creepy going to school at night, reminds me of the Gallows. I push the thought to the side and hug myself as the wind picks up, blowing cold air. The baby hairs on my scalp violently smack my face and stick to my eyeballs. I push my hair to the side multiple times before I decide to start running into the building.

My cold hands clasp onto the equally cold door handles and I rush inside the dark high school. I start to stride through the hallways of Hopkins High, pretending that I'm in a horror movie and I'm about to investigate a noise that I heard in the science room. I use my phone as a flashlight and enter the science room where Johnny insisted specifically to meet him there. I softly close the door behind me and search for the bastard who dragged me into this creepy, imaginary situation.

I walk towards the front of the classroom, nice and low, trying to make no sound so the demon haunting the school won't kill me too. "When you're done starring in the next blockbuster hit horror movie, I'd like it if we started right away." A voice blandly says behind me. I turn to face Johnny who's crossed arms and body leaning boredly against the lab stations could fool me as the character that is the suspicious one that is behind all these schemes.

I stand up straight, frowning as my imagination of being stuck in a horror movie vanished before I was able to enjoy it. I narrow my eyes at Johnny and point my flashlight at him, who just seems to be standing there in the darkness. "Okay, well, can we leave this room, it's creeping my out." I mutter and turn my head sharply in all directions, paranoid that there are actually demons in this very room. Demons who are working with Johnny.

"Oh, well, I'm good. I kinda like seeing the fear in your eyes," Johnny says, amused. He smiles at me as if I'm finally entertaining him. I roll my eyes.

"Can we just get this over with so I can leave?" I snap, really wanting him to know how much I hate him right now. Johnny doesn't answer but strolls over to me instead, until his body leans over me. Unable to move, I gulp down the nervous vibes his giving off. "Step away, please." My voice is small, making Johnny smile. I shutter and look away, I focus my gaze on the nearby sink, realizing that water is dripping out the faucet.

I freeze when Johnny brings up his rough hands to softly touch my face. My breath hitches when he leans in closer, but I don't leave my gaze off the sink. "Don't," I blurt out, "Don't touch me." I sideways step away from him, turning my back on him. "If you brought me here just to flirt, I'm not interested," I turn to him, feeling the confidence inside me, "I was stupid to think that it was a good idea to meet you here. To let you touch me. I don't care if that's who you really are or not but that's just a dick move. I bet we weren't even going to be vandalising stuff, you just brought me here to get inside my head! I'm right, aren't I?" My voice was loud but quivered slightly, I clear my throat and wait for Johnnys answer.

He just stares at me, as if I'm just some stranger that accused him of puppy theft. I shake my head at him, "You know what, don't answer that." I say, sounding very hoarse. I bump his shoulder as I pass by him on my way to the door. But he grips my wrist and spins me around, making me bump agaisnt his chest. I take a step back before looking him straight in the eyes, showing him he can't intimidate me. But, when really, I kinda am.