When I finally got the courage to go back downstairs it was time for supper. I stalked across the floor into the living room where Colt and Hunter were playing Call of Duty Black Opps 40.
"Hey." I said in an I-don't-really-care-just-trying-to-be-polite tone.
"Hey." They replied simultaniously, both with the same tone as me.
"What's up with you?" Hunter asked as if to say "what the hell is your problem?"
"Not much. Just had a little horomone imbalance for a bit there." I said, trying to change the subject.
"Whatever"
As interesting as my brothers are, I left to get something to eat from the kitchen. All of my food is stored in the bottom drawer so I can reach it easier when I'm crawling around the house. This sucks I think to myself as I pull a Twinkie out of the fridge. Sure it's not the healthiest choice, but right now that's not really what's on my mind. I take a bite then head back upstairs. I finish my snack about five minutes after I start reading "Into The World Of D.R.A.M.A".
Just before Annie gets a milkshake thrown on her head, I hear a knocking sort of sound. I take a quick glance around and realize that Jesse is trying to talk to me. I wave hello and grab my pen and paper. I write. . .
"Hey! How's everything going on your side?"
"Pretty good. Listen I want to talk to you about this morning. I know it's all a pretty big shock and I don't want my A.D.H.D to get in the way of us being together. I want to stay with you."
"So you have A.D.H.D? I'm so sorry." I truly felt sorry for him. I know how annoying my O.C.D can be at times and I'm sure that being hyperactive and not being able to focus properly is even more traumatizing.
'Don't be. I was made this way for a reason. It's not like it's your fault."
"I know but I still feel bad for you. I know how it feels. My O.C.D sucks"
"O.C.D?"
"Yeah"
Our conversation went on for about an hour, then we both decided to go to bed. That night I dreamed of Jesse (what else). He was holding me in his arms like he did the night before and was slowly leaning in for a kiss. Then all of a sudden, Jesse fell to the ground I stood up and i saw blood quickly rushing from his body. Off to the distance i saw two men celebrating something. Then they started chasing after me. I knew they killed Jesse. I ran so fast! Iran and I ran! But in the end, it wasn't enough. they caught me. They tied me to a chair that appeared out of nowhere. Then they started slapping me. torturing me. They wouldn't stop. Then I woke up screaming.
