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Chapter 9

Chapter 9

                You’re an idiot.

                I can’t believe I’m actually going to go out with him. Days ago I’d be jumping with glee and hugging myself. I’m not today though.

                Why deny I’m not a bit excited to be having him to myself for another few hours. I don’t quite understand my own feelings for this man. I don’t know if I should hate him or adore him. Be scared of him or feel protected by him. I’ve never contradicted myself so much before.

                Then again he seems so normal. Maybe the room was there when he moved in.  I’m probably wrong. He has a clear love for music, especially The Beatles which is amazing. His living room was so odd, but beautiful. I wonder if he has a basement or any other rooms in the house I didn’t see, if he does I bet they’re full of beauty as well.

                Even the purple room had a horrific beauty to it.

                The whole time I was showering I kept thinking to the deep purple room of secrets. Oh how many secrets it must hold. The room should be a secret itself, but I was to nosey and discovered it. I know how wrong of me it was to do that. I broke into that room for Pete’s sakes! I keep picturing those whips in Luke’s hands… and what it might feel like to have that snap against my…

                Stop!

                I clear my head and look at myself in the mirror. My cheeks are flushed from the little fantasy I invoked. Am I actually thinking about being his in that way? I couldn’t do it, or could I? I’ve always followed the rules, never once stepped out of line. Well, too far out of line. Last night was out of hand, it’s my own fault. I wish I could recall when Luke picked me up. All I remember before taking medicine at his place was being at the party with Cameron and Alexa.

                Alexa!

                I pull my charger out of the phone and text her where she is. My car is here along with my keys. But she is nowhere to be found! She might have gone home since I never came home. Where does she think I was? Oh the irony… She probably thinks I stayed with Cameron or someone else. I can’t tell her where I was because I don’t want Luke getting in trouble.

From: Alexa boo xx

                                I’m on my way back to your place. I went for breakfast. Can’t wait to hear about your night! (;

Oh what she must be thinking I did. I need to come up with a lie. I also need her out of the house by eight. I’ve never been good at lying, and now I have to tell a few. She may see right through me, which I hope not. Then again Alexa hasn’t ever been the brightest girl, so maybe she will believe what I tell her. I’m hoping she will.

                When Alexa gets here she begins badgering me with questions. She’s trying to get some dirty details. Frankly, I have zero. I hold my tongue to keep myself from slipping up about anything involving Luke. Alexa then gets annoyed with my boring story I made up. I just told her I stumbled home and slept in the back yard. She somehow believes it.

                Alexa’s night was more interesting. She actually did not get drunk! She just hung out and drove my car home and slept on the couch. Her night was actually really boring to mine… well what really happened to me anyways. She tells me that she’s made plans with some college guy she met and has to go. I swear this is the first time I’m actually happy she is leaving. I feel like a terrible best friend keeping secrets from her.