Sinister

Chapter 8

I had totally forgotten about dinner last night and now, as I lie here in my bed, snuggled up in the big white covers, I question whether or not that I want to get food or suffer with the refreshing memory of Harry's words. Just the way he said them. Those words. I don't know what to believe. In any other book or movie where the girl comes across a very attractive creater, lets say Bella and Edward. She found out what he was and she stayed, got to make love to a sex god and ended up getting married. I could go with that option or I can go with the realistic one and kick him out, call the police and get him arrested for killing a man. Even though that man isn't exactly dead. 

I somewhat feel I'm dragging this on. That was two days ago. Yeah not that far away but it feels like it was four weeks ago. Is it possible to have that feeling? That feeling that everything around you is slowing down due to the actions of people around you? Like it's almost as if... You want to live in the moment. You want it to be like this so you hang on to the feeling as if there is more to come in that short time period only to have it feel like years have passed. To savor that moment? 

My thoughts were cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. When I looked at the lock screen, my little brothers name flashed. I slid the green line across, answering it. "Hello?"

"Blair?" He asked, almost as if he had called the wrong number. 

"What's up Bennit?" I asked, sitting up in bed. I really need to eat something cause that just made me light headed. I slowly got out of bed, letting my feet feel the hardwood floor under them. 

"I need to ask you something." He sounds nervous and apprehensive to ask me. 

I walked into the kitchen, getting out the coffee things to make some as I waited for Bennit to continue his talking. As I waited, Harry walked in, shirtless and tight pants. Oh god kill me now. 

"I was well.. I'm here in Seattle and I need a place to stay." My eyes went wide and Harry's eyes grew concerned. He mouthed the words 'are you okay?' only to have me glare and swat my hand. 

"Bennit, do mom and dad know?" 

"No. I'm coming over. I'll explain everything." Before I could protest, he hung up, leaving me on the line. I looked at Harry then back at my phone. 

"Harry. You need to go." I quickly ran my hands through my hair, stressing in the moment.

"What?"

"My brother is coming and if you're here, he will think we are dating and-" My actions were cut off by the knocking of the door. "No!" I quickly pushed Harry into the hall, running to the door. I was still in my pajamas! Great!

When I opened the door, Bennit stood there, preppy and pretty. I always had a feeling my brother was a little feminine. But high school has changed him. "What are you doing here Bennit?" 

"Why hello to you too," he smiled, coming in without permission. He sat down his backpack and stretched his arms. 

"No. What are you doing in Seattle?" His smile dropped only to be startled with Harry stumbling out of the hall way. Great. 

Bennit looked my way with a confused expression. "You didn't tell me you had a new boyfriend."

"I'm not! I mean we're not! ugh.." I defended, glaring at Harry. "He's a friend." 

"Who just stumbled out of your room trying to fit one of your shirts on," Bennit smirked, eyeing Harry. I slapped my forehead, debating whether to rip out my hair or Harry's. 

"Don't change the subject Ben," I snapped. "Why are you here in Seattle and why doesn't mom and dad know?" He sighed, crashing to the couch, waiting for me to join. Sometimes my little brother can be quiet the handful.