Shyless Pain

Who...are you?

When I opened the door I saw my mom (all dressed in her fancy
working clothes) with a man behind her.

He was tall and was wearing a suit with a red necktie, his hair was raven black, and his eyes...his eyes were lifeless, it looked like it was staring at my soul. (I'm over reacting :P)

He smiled at me, his smile, I've never seen a smile like that before. It was different than he's eyes, his smile gave me a warm feeling.

"Welcome home mom," I said almost hugging her but she stoped me.

"Shy, meet Roger, he is the guest I've been telling you about." she said putting a fake smile on her face

'why dose she always do that'

she totally ignored my greeting too.

"G-Good evening" I said trying to smile.

"He will also be your new-" my mom was cut off.

"Amanda, how about we tell her after her birthday." he said with a warm smile on his face. His voice was really deep it gave me chills.

My mom just nod and walk right past me like I wasn't even there, didn't even bother saying happy birthday to her daughter. Well.... Im used to it by now. I think my mom blamed me for what happened to my father.

Long story short, it was my fourth birthday it was raining heavily that day, I called my father to hurry up because he's ganna miss all the fun, my dad was driving he's car when I called, I was having so much fun and my brother was playing with his friends and my mom was giving drinks to the guests. A minute later, me and my brother heard the phone rang, my brother picked it up but gived it to mom. I can never forget her face, her smile full of joy turned into a frown in an instant. After everyone have left my birthday party. She called me and my brother to her room and told us that dad got in a car accident. She was crying when we were at the funeral, she didn't even look at me that day, I didn't cry because somewhere deep in me I know someday this will happen.

"Everyone dies in the end, Shy" I faintly remembering a deep voice telling me that in a garden filled with red and white roses. Don't get the wrong idea, I was really sad when my dad died but...I just couldn't cry.

I don't know why.,,.

"Good evening you must be Shy your mother told me about you."
He said with a warm smile, waving his hand.

I was shocked that my mom even talked about me with other people, I always think that she was always disappointed in me and in everything that I do.

"Y-yes, I am" I shyly replied ( see what I did there XD )

"Well I'm glad we finally meet, i've been waiting to meet you for a very long time"

'A very long time?' I thought 'Is he a pedophile?'
'Meh no way he's to handsome to be one'
'But wait, what if he is?'
'OMG!! should I shout, or maybe call a police?'
'Wait maybe I'm overreacting'
'Yeah maybe I AM overreacting'
'Or maybe I'm not'
'OMGIDONTKNOWANYMORE!!!'
'Ok, I should really stop thinking about stupid stuff like this'

"Ummm..... are you alright?"

(Snap back to reality)

"AH!!! y-yeah, I mean yes, I-I'm sorry" I laughed nervously

He just laughed

"Hahaha S-sorry "he said between he's laughing

He stop laughing and smiled
"Don't worry I'm not a pedophile"
He said still smiling at me

'Omg He's laugh is cute' I thought

He smiled even brighter this time

'Cute'

'Wait! did he just say he's not a pedophile?'

"Um-" "Hey sis, come over here for a sec – "my brother shouted from the kitchen cutting me off,

I turned around and shouted back "ok, I'm coming" and I turned around and look at Roger again

"I'm sorry I have to go, you can come in, I'll show you the way to the living room"
I said and smiled

When I turned my back, I felt cold hands touched my shoulder, I couldn't move a muscle, I felt like I was being sucked into darkness, I couldn't do anything. I was scared.

I heard a laugh...

And then I pass out.