Falling for His Sister

Nine

* Kristen *

Being stuck in a haunted cabin is not really my ideal first day in camp, but that question was too hard for me to answer.

I mean, damn, now that I think about it, I should've picked someone random.

Well, the presence of my ex-boyfriend is not really helping much since he just might strangle the guy I find the hottest in camp if it's not him. Besides, it's just too strange to pick your cheating ex as the hottest guy in camp.

Beats me.

However, that question made me share a three second eye contact with- to me- the hottest boy in camp, and probably the hottest boy I ever laid my eyes on.

Chris.

And as much as I hated it, it was a known fact and the campers are aware of that too.

I've heard his name being chosen as the answer to the hottest guy in camp question from some girls and well, if answered a different name, they'd probably think I'm lying.

Anyway, that's besides the point. This cabin is seriously really creepy.

Elaine accompanied me to the cabin at the back part where the other cabins are not visible anymore.

It's like it's separated from civilization and was built for inhumane and illegal things.

My eyes squinted as I examined the wooden specimen in front of my eyes.

It is a narrow wooden cubicle, smaller than our cubicle closet, and how I wonder how that rumored couple 'made love' in this place when I don't even think I can fit myself in the space.

"Well," Elaine shrugs, "Good luck." Then she pushed me inside, locking me in the dark cubicle.

I was petrified, scared and well, hyperventilating.

There was a few cracks in the wooden door so I can see through the holes a little bit.

I sighed, hugging my knees to my chest and started sobbing.

This is nuts. Now I have to wait for another stupid person who would want to share this cabin with me, or it's going to be me alone.

And I doubt anyone would want to be in this cabin, especially in this cabin with not-so-popular me-

I was in the middle of self pity when the wooden handles shook off and the door is opened, only to see a rather ravishing specimen eyeing on me quizically.

He didn't say anything, simply got in, let Elaine close the doors, and trust me, the space of this place is not helping.

I have to stand up, just for him to fit and the place is so snug, that I have no choice but to lean on his chest and clutch his waist for us to actually fit 'cause really, this cabin is in the brink of falling apart and I don't think it would hold us too well.

"Hi." He simply says, his golden blonde disheveled hair slightly glistening from the moon light, the little space from the holes is emitting.

"Hi.." I replied, taking a sharp in take of breath, because really, being caught up in a tangled mess where I have no choice but to lean on his chest and clutch his arms for dear life as he steadied my waist with his two bare and strong hands, is not really good for my hormones.

"W-Why are you here..?" I asked, just to break the dead air. And god, it is suffocating me. It's like we're sharing the same air, breathing each other's scents, immersing ourselves in each other. Is this what the couple felt that's why they made love so easily? I'm surprised they didn't even break this damn cabin.