It Happened to Me

Chapter Two

Chapter 2

I take a look around at the room we were in. It is really dark and there is only one light. Normally, I would be okay with one light, that is, if it is bright, but this light is a dim light. It didn't even cover the entire room. To make it worse, Jayce decided to be even more a creeper than he already is and went to the dark side of the room. I am not scared or anything, but it would be nice if I can actually talk to a face instead of a voice. It makes Jayce all the more mysterious and he is mysterious enough.

Jayce wasn't the type of mysterious where I wanted to find out more about his life and even fall in love with him, but he was the type of mysterious where you don't know if you can trust him. That is how I feel: I don't know if I can trust Jayce. A part of me is saying that Jayce is bad news but another part of me says that Jayce is the one you want. The part that actually likes Jayce, is bound to him. I must admit that the part of me that actually likes Jayce has the feeling of knowing Jayce is going to hurt me but you like him anyway.

There is this weird feeling stirring inside of me that is attached to Jayce. For some reason, I know that Jayce is different. Not the type of different where no one understands me and Jayce happens to understand me, but the type of different where Jayce is just his own person. It's like he has a nice side and a dark side. Now that I think about it, everybody technically has two sides but Jayce, his dark side is really dark. Almost like a mentally deranged person. I don't know, I just know that it's bad and it's going to happen to me but I still want to be around him.

"Thinking of me again?" He muses.

"Yes," I answer to my surprise.

"You're honest," He says. "I like that."

"You're different," I mock. "I like that."

"Very funny,"I hear him let out a low laugh.

"So why don't you come out of the dark?" I ask sitting on the bed with my knees to my chest.

"Because I don't have to." He says in a low voice.

"Fine," I say.

I turn to the bedside lamp and turn it off so that it is pitch black. I hear Jayce laugh and his laugh sends chills down my spine. My body quivers and I close my eyes, accidentally letting out a whimper. I tense up and hold my breath for a few seconds. I lay on my back with my knees in the air and wait for Jayce to say something. Noticing that he stays quiet, I realize I'm going to have to say something. It is funny, though, I feel compelled to stay in this room and I feel like I have a new set of confidence.

"Jayce," I say in a shaky voice. I clear my throat. "Where did you come from?"

"I came from a little town," I hear him say. "Where I caused havoc."

"Yea," I mock laugh. "Right."

"Don't believe me," I hear him whisper into my ear. I feel my heart jump in my chest and I realize that I didn't even hear him move. "But I know that you have a bad feeling about me."

"How can you be so sure," I ask in a tone of voice similar to his. It is a I'm-not-afraid-of-you tone of voice.

"Well I'm not going to say that I just know people like that, like all the other people would say," I hear him chuckle. "But somehow, I feel like I know you."

Uh oh, there goes his nice side kicking in.

"Oh yea?" I ask, feeling the bed sink next to me as Jayce lays right by my side.

"Yes," He whispers.

I turn my head to the left, as if I am looking at Jayce, and I feel his hot breath on my lips. I am tempted to reach up and feel his face, to see if he is actually there. I look up at where his face is supposed to be and notice a small amount of moonlight shining in but it isn't enough so that we can see each other. Jayce's breathing becomes rigid and I try so desperately to look at his face. I feel an urge to kiss his lips but that would go against the rules. I don't make the first move, he does and I'm not even so sure that I want a move to be made. After all, I only met him today.