Secrets are Hard to Keep

Chapter 2

Avery's P.O.V.

His colossal, muscular stance towers over me like a skyscraper. His sick, sadistic, grin reaches his eyes as he gleams evilly down upon me. Eyes dark as night. A soulless demon living inside.

The knife under his belt, haunting me with screams of the horror and pain of its past victims. His wide, broad, brick wall chest blocks my escape of survival.

He takes a swift stride towards me, as a lion would its prey, lifts his murderous hands and effortlessly brings them down on me. Then, he takes the haunted blade from his belt, bringing it to my delicate skin, slicing over and over and over again.

I bolt awake, sweat dripping from my body, nearly falling off my bed, after another one of my continuous nightmare. I sit there for a few minutes, trying to calm my heart rate, telling myself that everything was going to be okay.

When my heart finally returns to its normal speed, I get up to take a shower.

After I am clean and dressed, I wait for Addy to call. I am starting to get worried, he usually calls me at the same time every day. I glance at my digital clock. It reads 5:37A.M. Oh! My nightmare must have woken me up early.

I might as well put myself to work then. I begin to work on the homework for next week. Everything we do in class just puts me to sleep because I already know everything. I'm not saying I am a genius or anything, I have just already learned the things we are learning in class from my older friends. Well, they are my brother's friends but I won them over. My brother is one of the rare nerdy jocks. He was the quarterback of his high school football team and he was valedictorian.

RING! That's the final bell. He should be here soon. My class got let out early so I have been by the front gate waiting for Adien for five minutes now. He oh-so gracefully reminded me of our agreement to meet up after school this morning.

Damn! I forget my jacket! I jump up the stairs, stroll to my locker and yank it open. As I reach for my jacket, a mysterious someone slides their arm around my shoulders. I react on instinct, forming a fist and bringing it up to the persons face. A hand grabs my fist and holds it to my side in an inescapable grip. Adien smiles down at me.

"Someone's on the offensive today." he mocks, tilting his head to the right.

I narrow my eyes and rip my hand from his,"I am always on the offensive." I say

He looks down at me, chuckling softly as if what I had told him was a joke, when in fact in was dead on. I never let anyone pass me. "Well, we are just going to have to change that, now won't we." he says quietly as if we are besties sharing secrets.

I scoff and shove his chest away from me, turn to shut my locker, and glance back at him over my shoulder. "I wouldn't count on it." I say proudly, swiftly stalking to the exit, a silent order for him to follow.

I hear his heavy footsteps behind me. I smirk and say, "How did you get to school?"

"I walk to school. Why?" he asks in a suspicious tone. I smirk as we walk toward my car.

"I just wanted to make sure I wouldn't have to come back." He looks at me with a puzzled expression.

I laugh at his confusion and get into the drivers side. "Get in." I order. He quickly gets into the passenger seat, but grabs my hand before I can put the key into the ignition. 

"We are not going anywhere until you tell me your name. The deal was that I meet you after school and I did, so tell me."he says firmly. I look him dead in the eye. I have a weird feeling about Adien. He kind of gives me the creeps and intrigues me at the same time, so I made a decision that I knew would either be the best thing or come to bite me in the ass later. 

"It's Avery"