"We can't hurt you Marco," Luke's voice seemed sad. After a minute of silence I started to hear movement. I heard a 'plop' then I heard him moving around in some of the rocks outside the house. My eyes followed the sound then it stopped. He stood in front of a window in the living room watching me from outside. Our eyes didn't leave each others. His blue eyes burned into my blue and green ones. Lacy walked to stand beside him ruining the happy feeling that grew inside.
Pulling the curtain over so their faces would disappear I heard Lacy say, "What were you doing?"
"Looking for a key," crap. A key lay in a container, under a rock, by a bush, not really hidden well. The moving was getting closer to where it was. I moved towards the door and opened it.
"Look you can't come in, but if you go in the backyard I'll talk, deal?" Lacy wore a smile on her face and called for Luke. The worry I had felt left. They walked to the back and I closed the door and then I started to walk to the backyard.
"Does your family ever mow, I think I got a few ticks for this shit," Luke whined.
"You wanted to come here, so you must pay the price," I said under my breath. He still heard me.
"So," Lacy started.
"I talk,"
"Why did you just start talking?" she asked. I shrugged.
"What's the closet for?" Luke asked. Shit. He saw. Think, think, think.
"My dad hunts, he likes to torture the animals I guess," I said quickly. Could you be any more obvious? I walked around them a couple times.
"So he's crazy?" Lacy asked.
"No just different," I answered.
"I don't think so," Luke said.
"You wouldn't really understand, you just hurt anyone that is different," I said looking at the driveway. Cars drove past. When I looked at Luke and Lacy, she was glaring at him and he looked like he was on the verge of tears.
"I really shouldn't have brought him," Lacy said looking back at me.
"Technically he drove you here-"
"I'm sorry," his voice was weak but I heard it.
"It's fine," I said stopping for a moment, " I'm used to it,"
He didn't look any better but I didn't want to lie. The silence was awful but I was fine with it. I looked at the driveway to see a car. My dad was home. My heart sped up and my palms got sweaty. Just when I was about to make them leave he walked out of the house.
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Unforgivable
RandomI looked down at the edge and felt all the air around me move. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes. "Marco, don't do this!" he paused. I brought my head up a bit, "please don't," he finished as I looked at him deciding. He had tears in his eyes...
