Random Short Stories

Dark

Just before you start reading: some people might not really enjoy this story. Some of it is actually true other parts i made up to make it more interesting. And if you're my friend and know who the person is in this story, don't call them out please! Tyyy♡♡

"He loves the dark" I mutter to myself while pacing around my bedroom. "I don't. It's terrifying. Just like how I was terrified yesterday to get onto his skateboard"

I jumped onto my bed while continuing to talk. I was biting my nails because of how nervous I was.. then my phone lit up. I rolled off my bed and unplugged my phone from the wall to check it.

My heart was racing. I clicked the notification and Snapchat turned on. I smiled as I realised it was from him. Finally I thought. It took him too long to open my snaps that I've sent before so I decided to wait until I opened it. Everyone does that when it comes to their crush... right?

I counted 20 seconds and was thinking of what it might be. I thought it was long enough so I opened the message. It was a picture of his wrist with a cast on.. Oh shit he broke it again. I started typing  You Okay?? He opened it right away and I smiled. No.. It hurts.. I felt kinda bad making him type when his wrist was broken but whatever.

I replied sorry to hear about your wrist. He started typing I wish you were here to comfort me.. I blushed. As I read what he said. A big smile crept onto my face I wish I was there too.. I waited a few minuets and he never opened my message.

I got worried that maybe he was talking to another girl and not telling me... but then all my worries when away when he said maybe you can come over tomorrow.

Those words repeated in my head 100 times.

I would love to go to his house but then again I'd have to meet his mom.. I know it isn't a good thing but at least it's only his mom and not both his parents since they are divorced..

I guess he realised I was taking a long time to respond so he kept typing my mom and younger sister won't be home. It'll just be us.. maybe I can help you get over your fear of the dark ;)

"what's that supposed to mean?!" I said out loud.

Sure I'd love to come over! I sent it. Did I really just send that? Oh god I sound desperate. What if he... never mind. He wouldn't. But he might.. gah!!!!

I know how scared the dark makes you. So I'll hold your hand, like I did when you almost fell yesterday. And I'll keep my arms tight around you. Nothing can hurt you. I read his text and my entire face turned red. "This can't be happening" I said.

I then replied you won't be baked right? Lol I laughed a bit as I sent it. I know what he likes to do on his free time so asking that was probably a good idea. Lol I'll try not to be I rolled my eyes. He better not be high or some shit when I see him.

I have to confess something...  he then said. What...? I sent back. I didn't really break my wrist.. just wanted to see how u would react;D I ghasped then giggled. Maybe that was his plan all along. How to get me over... screw you!! Lmao I smiled.

That's like him.. I thought. Ever since the day we first met he was always making jokes like that. I miss those days..

- The Next Day -

I got my phone and my earbuds in my pocket. I picked up the keys to my house and locked the door behind me.  As I walked down the street my phone buzzed. You on your way? He asked. Yup. I'll be there in a few minuets.

I pulled out my earbuds from my pocket and plugged them in so I could listen to Panic! As I walked to his house.

The nerves started to get to me as I looked up to his front door. I paused my music and turned off my phone and put it away along with my earbuds. I then worked up the courage to knock on the door.

He opened it and i saw him smile. I looked up into his brown eyes but realised something was different. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his house. I shut the door behind me.

He still hasn't said anything.. I thought as he guided me to his room. he was closing his bedroom door so I looked at my phone. My friends were texting me but I ignored them to talk to him more.

"So...." I said. "What are we gonna do?" He smiled but still didn't say anything. I was really confused. He then slowly walked towards me.

He was now about 5 centimeters away from me. I watched as his face turned a bit red when he leaned down slightly to wrap his arms around my waist. His head was resting on my shoulder and he hugged me tight.

I put my arms around his neck and hugged him back confused on what was going on. Its just a hug.. just a friendly hug.. I repeated that in my head over and over til he let go. I guess he noticed I was confused because he then started to finally talk. "I've gotta admit. I really do love you"

He says he loves me all the time but this one didn't feel like he ment it just as friends. "I love you too" I replied like always. He smiled then turned around and turned off the lights. It was pitch black. All i could see was the outline of his body getting closer and closer to me.

"This is creepy... why are the lights off??" I said backing up away from him. I hadn't realised his bed was right behind me so I ended up falling backwards onto it. I stayed lying there for a minute until I felt his breath on my neck. I threw my hands in the air and punched his chest making him get off me. I heard him grunt when he tell onto the ground.

"What the hell?!" I yelled. He still didn't talk at all. He is creeping me out. I thought. I wanted him to stop but I knew he was coming at me again. I tried to run over to the door. I couldn't see well so I ran into a wall. Dammit! I felt his hands grab me from behind. He turned me around to face him and then pushed me back onto the wall. I yelped from the pain my back felt when it made contact with the frame that separates the door from the wall.

He reached out and turned on the lights. He still had that weird look in his eyes. He leaned close into my face.  I knew what he was doing and why he was doing it. But I couldn't help it. Even if I loved him I didn't want things to be like this. So I brought my knee up fast and hit him in the stomach.

He was quick to recover and then punched my face. Probably about three times. I slid down the wall with tears in my eyes. I curled up into a ball.

I heard buzzing and opened my eyes. It was my phone. Exept I was in my own room.. and I had no pain. No bruises. It was a dream.. Thank God.