The 'Enemies' DISCONTINUED

Chapter 5: How Could You?!

Chapter 5: How Could You?!

I sit on the floor staring in empty horror at the wall.

They took it. They took my earrings.

I touch my earlobes as I continue thinking.

They took my mother's earrings! That...that was the last thing she gave me before she left! But...I shouldn't have put it there...

I shake my head. I glance at my iSquid to see the time. 11:15 PM it reads back to me. 45 minutes. Sighing, I get up and trudge to the door. Grabbing my keys just in case, I walk over to Drew's apartment.

I reach his apartment in two minutes. After gathering my courage, I knock.

"Be there in a second," a raspy voice calls back to me. "Clarissa?"

A very tired Drew answers the door.

"Yes. Me. Can I come in or not?" I spoke, over pronunciating my words.

"Uh--yeah. Come in," Drew says, hurriedly opening the door. I can't help but inwardly smile at his fumbling. I mentally slap myself and remind myself of my task.

Once he closes the door, I cross my arms and stare at him. Now that I'm inside, I realize just how disheveled he looks.

"A..Are you okay?" I can't help but ask.

"As good as I would be, having been beat up by my fr--you," he replies, a hint of a smirk on his lips.

"Well...okay," I respond unsurely. "Anyways, I have a question for you."

"And I might have an answer."

"Did you take my earrings?" I say bluntly.

His eyes widen and a flash of anger and panic cross through them.

"No...but Matt probably did," he finally says.

I growl and glare at him.

"Those were the last thing that my mother gave me before--" I stop before I say too much.

"Before...what?" Drew says, unsure of himself but slowly inching closer to me.

"Before....nothing," I say, not wanting to reveal too much about myself. I glance up and meet his eyes. My breath hitches as I realize how close we are. I can't help but get lost in his sky blue eyes.

"You have the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen," Drew breathes, coming closer.

My gaze drops to his lips and I'm suddenly hyperaware of how little space there is between us. Our lips are less than a centimeter apart when sharp knocks resound through the room. We jump apart and Drew's eyes widen. Before I can ponder what had happened, or what would've happened, Drew shoves me into his room.

"Stay here and please stay quiet! Matt, Zach, and Jake are here and if they find out that you're here..." he trails off and the knocking comes, more urgently.

"Okay, just go!" I whisper-shout, pushing him away.

"Lock the door," he instructs before closing the door behind him and answering the door.

I do as I was told and sit on the bed, resisting my urge to snoop. I put my hands in my pockets and feel the ball of paper Drew gave me. Opening it, I realize that it's his number. Sighing, I turn on my iSquid and add him in my contacts, using the selfie we took as his icon. I glance at the time. 11:46 PM. 14 minutes, I think to myself.

I glance around his room again.

I guess a little snooping didn't hurt anybody.

I get up and go over to his nightstand. There's some pictures on it. Upon closer inspection, there's a picture of him with his mom, one with both his mom and dad, and one with a girl. They both look extremely happy and extremely close.