Human Again (A Jeff the Killer story)

14. You choose

Emilie's pov

I follow Peter to our seats to the back of the room as our seats are on the last row. As we're trying to make ourselves comfortable, I can't help but scan the room. I have this impression that something bad is going to happen. It's the exact same feeling I have when Jeff is around or about to come. I hope I'm wrong, I don't want to handle him right now. But, why would he be here? I really need to forget him and start having a normal life again.

"Are you alright?" Peter asks me, placing his hand on my shoulder as to comfort me.

"Yeah...yeah sorry. I'm a little sick I think." I try to explain, feeling my cheeks going red. I'm a bad liar, I've always been.

"You seem jumpy and stressed..." He states, still looking worried.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm terrified of horror movies, that's all." He simply nods and looks away. Good, he believes me. Maybe I'm not that bad after all.

I grab my phone and put the sound off, when I feel his arm going around my shoulder for good. I don't move, trying to think of if I should let him stay like that or remove his arm. The feeling is so natural and comforting that I choose to let him. It makes me feel comfortable again, and it helps me forget about the strange sensation.

More and more people get in the room as we were talking about our lives, waiting for the movie to start. Peter really is kind and easy to talk with, I'm so glad to be here with him.

"So, Peter, what do you want to do in the future? Do you want to work in the café for a long time?" I ask him with curiosity, whispering so that the young couple next to us don't hear us.

"No, not at all. I'm only working there to earn enough money to pay my studies. You know how it costs a lot." He answers, smiling as he thinks about his future.

"Oh, what do you want to study?"

He then turns to me, and I can see hope and determination in his eyes, something I've never seen in him before. "I wanna be a surgeon. I want to save people's lives, to prevent them from dying. I want to be useful."

I'm impressed. I wasn't aware that Peter had such dream. It's like I realize just now how a good person he is. I'm about to reply to him when the lights are off in a second, and the screen is on. I turn my gaze to the screen, waiting for the movie to start.

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The movie is...so terrifying. It's only an hour since it has started, but I'm already afraid. At that moment, the evil spirit is following the poor woman in the stairs, but walks in a terrible position. Her legs are twitched to the other side, as well as her arms. She's...horrific.
During some scenes, I can feel Peter's arm going tighter around me, like he's trying to comfort me when I'm scared. It makes me smile, how he seems to care for me. I feel like I can fall for him, if he continues to be so kind to me. I've never felt this...loved. It's a feeling I'm so unsure about.

The spirit has finally arrived to the poor woman, who is not running anymore. She puts her hands around the woman's neck, and the camera shows her full horrific face. She was about to speak when everything went off. The screen is now black and no lights are on. I tense a lot, thinking it's an effect of the movie. But when I hear someone screaming, I know it's real. The strange feeling I felt earlier is back, and I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack soon. Shit...I didn't take my pills this morning, thinking that now that Jeff is gone, I didn't need them to calm me down.

Quickly, I grab Peter's hand and try to get up when he holds me back.

"Where are you going?" He says with concern, even if I can hear a small hint of fear in his voice too. Something is turning badly, he can feel it too.