Crimson

Chapter twelve Rendezvous at the park

When I awoke the next morning, I was still on the couch and the house was silent. I wondered what time it was. It was still dark outside and it didn't seem like anybody was home. I got up and walked around. "Aunt Lena, you here?" Getting to the kitchen I looked at the clock on the stove, it was only five-thirty AM. I sighed and  checked the fridge for something to eat. The only thing I could find that was edible was a Tupperware container with pineapple in it. It didn't bother me much, I loved pineapple. I got it out and started eating. Closing the fridge, I noticed the noted taped to the door.

"Sarah, I went to stay with some friends, and I left some money for you on top of the fridge. I don't know how long I'll be gone, so stay safe and have fun! XOXO - Aunt Lena"

I crumpled the paper into a ball in my fist. I sat down at the table and ate some more. "At least I can stay out as long as I want at night." I laughed a little then suddenly began thinking about Rogue and stopped short. I shook my head quickly, trying to get him out of my head. I quickly finished eating and put the bowl in the sink. Walking into the living-room, I found my phone on the couch. It was still dead, so I stumbled through the dark to my bedroom where my charger was. After ten minutes of being plugged in, it was charged enough to be used. I texted Rogue without really putting much thought into what time it was, and I was surprised when he texted back.

"Hey Crimson, what are you doing up? Don't you know it's only 5:47 AM?"

I sat on my bed and texted back, "Sorry, I didn't wake you, did I?"

The first message came quicker than the first. "No, I've been awake for a while. I'm actually out walking."

I thought for a second before replying again. "Stay where you are, Ill talk to you in a minute." Before he was able to message back, I grabbed a jacket and ran out of my house. I didn't stop until I got to the small park near the edge of the woods. Looking around, I saw Rogue sitting on one of the swings. I walked up behind him and gave his swing a light push. He jumped a little and grabbed the chains so that he didn't fall backwards.

"How did you figure out I was at the park?" He watched as I sat in the swing next to his.

"It really wasn't hard. We used to always sneak out at night and come here when we were younger." I looked at him and caught his eye. "Remember?"

He looked away. "Yeah, I remember. I'm just surprised you remembered."

I started swinging. "How could I forget? We always had so much fun here. Remember how we used to play hide and seek in the woods with flashlights?" I laughed, "One time I thought you had left me, and when you finally found me I was so happy."

He looked back at me. "It didn't look that way to me. From what I can recall, you were curled up under a tree asleep and when I woke you, up you called me a jerk."

I sighed, "I was secretly happy."

"Oh yeah, sure." He said sarcastically. I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed. "That's real mature Crimson. But, if you'd like to keep that tongue, I suggest you put it back in your mouth."

"Make me." I giggled, and stuck my tongue back out. He got up and caught my swing is I went past him, making me stop swinging quicker than I would've liked. I fell forward onto the ground. "Ow... I bit my tongue..."

"See, what did I tell you?" He came over to me and offered a hand to help me up. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. "Next time, keep your tongue to yourself."

I laughed and tilted my head. "Why?"

He sighed. "Why do you insist on acting like a child? You don't act like this any other time, it's only if you're alone with me. When we aren't alone, you act like you hate me."