Evil Lives Inside (boyxboy)

Six Days

(Ethan)

Six days ago, Erin and I were your stereotypical outcasts. We had no friends but each other. We were weird. Crazy. Insane to most indulging in actives most teens at our school thought as creepy. We both had an obsession with the dead. Not just the dead but demons, vampires, werewolves and witchcraft. It was our common interest that got us together.

When we first met I was at the bookshop looking through the books, absorbed in my own world where no one existed. It was easier that way to ignore the gawking immature people who claimed to be the same age. I was a laughing stock to those in town and a disgrace to my dad.

I spent most of my life growing up away from home to avoid my dad's anger and rage he constantly had against me. I was blamed for killing my mom when I was born. My existence alone being alive and she isn't forced me to take refuge somewhere else than home unless I wanted to be yelled and abused by my dad. Home wasn't home. I took comfort in a quiet library or the bookshop downtown instead. Immediately drawn to a certain section learning as much I could about dark creatures and life forms I wanted to believe existed.

So did Erin, which is how we found ourselves grabbing the same book. A book he didn't back down from claiming as his. I stood there in complete shock at the person right there beside me taking the book I wanted. It was supposed to be mine until he came up and took it. Someone I never saw around the bookshop until that afternoon. He had the book in hand, "Sorry. Do you want it?" he apologized, his hazel walnut eyes leaving me lost for words.

"No." I said not able to think of anything.

Hypnotized by him, perfect in every way. I wondered how could I have not noticed him before. Did he go to my school I started to think. Live in the same town for years without me noticing?

I stood there dumbfounded while he said nothing more as he gave a half grin and walked away from me. I don't deny I became a creepy stalker after I kicked some sense in me to go after him. Find out who he is, what he likes and how much more we have in common. I finally found someone in this pathetic judgmental town that was similar to me.

I watched him from afar as he left the bookshop to a secluded place to sit down against a tree in the middle of the square on the grass. He was quiet, innocent looking I couldn't understand why he would pick out the same book.

The next day at school it didn't take my eyes long to instantly spot him. My heart skipping a beat frantically I couldn't understand why.

Then it hit me creepy pathetic me was in love at first sight. He was new to the school, new to the town really and I made it my mission to get to know him. Become friends with him that day at lunch by sitting next to him outside underneath a tree on a foggy day.

He acknowledged me as that stalker from the bookshop yesterday following him home and he didn't mind. He'd gladly be friends with his stalker who wasn't bad looking and had similar taste.

From there on we built a friendship that started to become something more. We were in a relationship and had no care in the world what people said or thought about us. We were happy. We were in love. Life was perfect until one night we made a deadly mistake...

Six days earlier...

(Erin)

As he holds my hand he pulls me in the direction of the middle of the secluded park late at night, our special spot to be. Laying down on the field of grass on our backs as we stare up at the stars. No one around to bother us. Peaceful and serene in my eyes. Here is the perfect place for what we have planned tonight on a full moon close to midnight.