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Should I Be Worried?

It was movie night at my house and Demetri decided that he wanted to celebrate Halloween early by watching a horror movie in the middle of March. I didn't really care for horror movies, I found them repetitive and not really scary but this was actually really good. They were my cousins from my father's side, so this was exciting. I seem to get along with my father's side more than my moms. My cousin Juliet, Alice, and Demetri always come over.

The room was black. The only light was coming from the TV in front of me. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. My arms were wrapped around Demetri and my head was resting on his shoulder. I was breathing on instinct. I had no control over my actions. My whole mind was focused on the movie in front of me.

The music got louder as the actress walked closer to the killer. My throat was closing and my breath was starting to get uneven. I was leaning closer to the screen and scooted closer to him . I knew I was going to jump and I wanted Demetri to catch me.

Juliet's hand was rubbing my arm and she was whispering something to me. I wasn't paying enough attention to understand what she was saying. I think it was somewhere along the lines of "it's just a movie, Bella. It's just a movie." It wasn't just a movie. It was the single most amazing movie in the world.

The actress screamed as the killer came out of his hiding space with a Chainsaw. I jumped and somehow landed so I was lying across Demetri's lap. My arms were now around his neck and my head was buried into his chest as her screams and the killer's chainsaw echoed through the surround sound.

She wrapped her arms around me, pushing me tighter to her chest.

"Alice," he was speaking so softly that I could barely hear him over the surround sound, "find another movie. This is scaring Bella."

"No!" I screamed pulling my face from his chest.

"I'm fine! It was just that one part. I promise that I won't get that scared again."

"Fine." he finally sighed. "But I like it."

"I know you do." I sighed as I turned my attention back to the TV.

Two characters were having sex on a bed in the killer's house. My face dropped and I rested my head on his chest. We always the closest of the cousins, we were practically raised together. "Are you okay?" He asked.

I nodded not really paying attention to the TV. It was too awkward.

After the sex scene, things seemed to slow down. The teenagers looked for the answer to why the killer was killing people, it was the usual made fun of in school for being different, went to a mental hospital, died in the mental hospital, and now was somehow brought back to life by some weird form of Satanism.

"I told you I wasn't going to get scared," I whispered to Juliet cockily.

"Nothing has popped out at you." she reminded me giving me another pat on my cheek. There was a light undertone of humor in her voice.

I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the screen. One of the female teenagers was in the same room as the killer. Her hands were strapped above her head and the killer was holding a knife to her throat as he took off her clothes, his deformed lips kissing on her neck. The girl was sweating and screaming as he continued to molest her.

I bit my lip and rested my head on his chest. His body had stiffened and he wrapped his arms securely around me. I was fighting the urge to cry. I didn't think this part was necessary to the movie. The creators just wanted to see how far they could go without getting production cut off.

There was a white mask staring at me. My jaw dropped and my breath was catching in my throat. I was trying to breathe which instead made me hyperventilate. The masked killer lifted up his chainsaw, effortlessly, as he turned his head to the side. He pulled the cord to it again letting it make the vroom sound.