Hooded Teens

Chapter 14

PEYTON'S POV

MIDNIGHT

Isabel and I were hanging out in her room. We drank some energy drinks (which was a very bad idea, with it being near midnight), and we were bouncing of the walls. We were wrestling around and she push my onto the bed. We eventually calmed down and just laid there and talked. I quickly leaned in to kiss her cheek, but she rolled over. I'm not sure if she knew what I was doing or if it was by coincidence.

ISABEL'S POV

Peyton and I were messing around and being stupid because we were really hyper. I pushed Peyton down and she landed on my bed. We laid there, and she quickly leaned in. I rolled over, hopefully not to obvious that I was trying to avoid a kiss. I'm not sure what my feelings are about her, but I don't want to rush. It could ruin our friendship.

"I'm really tired, so I'm gonna go to bed," I yawned.

"Okay. I'll go to my room so that I don't keep you awake," she replied.

"Mk," I confirmed.

I don't understand why she would like me. I tried to kill her, and I shot her ankle. I put Brandon in a nightmare with my old, dark powers. I tortured Austin with my words..... I just don't understand. I mean, if I wasn't scared of ruining our friendship, I might date her. Wait, no, I'm just feeling this way because I found out that she liked me. I rubbed my forehead. I tried to ignore these thoughts and go to sleep.

AUSTIN'S POV

"Goodnight," my boyfriend said as he kissed my cheek.

"Sweet dreams," I replied, also giving him a kiss on the cheek.

He walked out I was surrounded in a black blanket of darkness. The only light that came into my room was some moonlight. Something seemed off with Brandon. I'm not sure what, but something's wrong.

BRANDON'S POV

As I walked to my room, I felt a cloud of guilt come over me. I should've been more careful when I asked her what her sexuality was. I should've know she had some power like that. I was so stupid.

"Hey," a voice creeped into my room.

"What are doing awake?" I asked as I saw Austin walk in.

"I know something's wrong, Brandon."

I began to cry. He knew something was wrong, and I couldn't lie to him. I would've felt even worse if I did.

"Isabel made me tell the truth with her powers," I sobbed.

"What...what did you tell her?" He cautiously asked.

"That she liked her," I barely managed to get out.

He hugged me, and began to rub my back.

"You couldn't help it; it's not your fault."

Austin stayed for awhile and rubbed his back, but eventually went back to bed.

THE NEXT MORNING (AUGUST 3RD)

It was maybe 6 a.m., I'm not really sure because all of our clocks were broken except our watches, and my watch was in my room. I went to see if Austin was awake, so I slowly opened his door. There was a note on his nightstand. This is what it said:

Dear Brandon or Peyton,
     I have gone to my parents' house for a few hours to let them know that I'm okay. I will use my emotion powers to make them happy for me. After I'm done hanging out at their house, I plan on going to find a job. I figured that at least one person in this house needed a job. I plan on working at the Starbucks. If you need me, be sure to call.

I set the note down and decided that I needed to practice my guitar.