Empty Chair

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The project is over now. Me, and Tim covered for Keith. I had one part of the project from my visit done and I finished part two with the help on Tim. Even Ben offered some help, but we were already done by that time.

It's Friday now, so it's been seven days since I've last seen him, and honestly I can't stop thinking about him especially after what happened, my thoughts were then interrupted by the bell.

I walked home by myself, my parents were out of town. It was only me and my brother. My brother's name is Steve, he's 22 years old and since he's an adult my parents left me with him.

Its 9:42pm I'm sitting all alone in my room watching drugstore cowboy when I heard something outside. I dismissed it as I thought it was my brother, but then I looked at the time again, and it hit me my brother was at work so who was outside at this time!

I decided to let it go and stay in my room, because I didn't want to end up like those dumb blonde girls in horror movies.

"Ashley you here?"

I was a hundred percent sure I heard someone say that from the hallway. My head started spinning, who was outside? Should I answer them?
After a while I kinda gave up.

"Hey whatever happens happens!" Was my last thought as I walked out of the room.

I almost made a whole trip around the house when I decided no one was there and I should probably go back. Just before I could turn, I felt a force push me into my room.

"There you are. Damn you know you made me miss you!" Keith whispered into my ear.

Keith closed the door behind him. I tried to scream, but nothing came out.

"What how di-"

"Remember when you came to see me and I told you to go home well I was kinda scared you'd get hurt or lost so I figured I'd go after you." Keith interrupted.

After his statement I finally got that he was drunk out of his mind.

"Now enough with the chitchat come here." He said and laid down on top of me, after that all I could hear was snoring which made me realize he's passed out cold on top of me.

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