Afraid (CreepyPasta love story ~Hoodie)

The House

Soon we arrived at an abandoned house.

It was small and slightly tilting to it's right.

I thought we would go through the front door, but he tugged my hand and led me to a Window.

He let go and began to open the window.

He crawled in first, as if to show me that he has done this before.

He was in the old house when he turned around and looked at me.

He pointed to the window to tell me to get in.

I've come this far with him, so I had no thought of turning back.

I had no idea where we were.

This was a place in the woods I have never been in.

I nodded and began to crawl through the window.

I got into the house and he pulled me aside and closed the window.

Pulling the torn and battered sheet to cover the outside.

He walked away and left me standing by the window.

I wanted to ask where he was going but before I could speak up, I saw a dim light flicker in the room ahead.

This house didn't have electricity, so maybe it was a candle.

I was staring at the light when his figure appeared as a shadow in the doorway.

I watched as he took off his mask?

He set it down on the floor and then began to unzip his Hoodie.

I looked away, assuming he was changing.

I heard him call my name.

"Analease...?"

He knows my name.

He knows my name...

I began to walk to the dimly lit room.

"Yes?" I asked as I stood at the door of the room.

He was standing there.

No more red eyes, no more hidden features.

He had gray eyes and dark brown hair that fell to his neck.

He was a thin boy but it fit him well.

"I..I never show an-anyone how I look.." He turned around and mumbled something.

I couldn't quiet catch what he said so I stepped into the room.

"Oh, then why have you chose to..to show me?" I asked standing behind him.

No answer.

"I don't even know your name, but yet you seem to know mine...how's that?" I was curious but scared of the answer.

He didn't turn around.

He spoke with his back to me.

"I k-know your name because..well I..I use to know y-you.

Before..your mother d-died.."

I didn't say anything. I wasn't sure what he was saying.

I've never seen him before.

I mean, I don't think I have.

"You..don't remember me..do you?"

His voice was low and was filled with caution.

"No. I don't even think I've met you before. Tell me more."

I urged him. I wanted to know.

"Please.." I said. My voice becoming like his.