FP's Fun

Chapter 2

Alice stood in the master bedroom's bathroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She studied every inch of her face, telling herself that it was not her fault they were here. It was not her fault that she had let her past faults ruin what she had with the love of her life. It was not her fault. It wasn't. Was it? She sighed, pulling at the straps of her sundress and letting it fall to the floor at her feet. She heard a voice in her head, a voice that caused her body to shake while she slowly removed her bra and underwear. Even alone in the bathroom, she felt the need to cover her breasts with the intense paranoia that someone unwanted was watching her. They didn't check. They forgot to check like they always did. Usually when they came to the cabin, they'd search every room for intruders before they'd settle in and this time, both of their heads were somewhere else and they had completely forgotten. Why did Alice have that feeling? Why did she feel that someone were watching her?

She looked in the mirror at her naked self, hating the female body and hating that she had one before she looked at the closed shower curtain in the mirror behind her. Why was it closed? Why did it-She gasped, quickly turning around to look at it when she swore she saw the curtain slightly move. "Hello?" She asked with a crack in her voice. She let her bare back touch the sink behind her as she hugged herself, covering her chest. Goosebumps grew upon her skin as she let her mind wander to an abyss of terror. "Hello." She said once more, feeling her heart begin to pound harder and harder.

BAM! She jumped almost a foot in the air, turning to look at the bathroom door. "Alice?" She heard FP's voice through it and she sighed as her eyes closed. "You in there?"

"FP." She said with panic in her tone. Mr. Jones opened the door, seeing her in her terrified state. "I think someone's in here." She whispered. "Watching me."

"What?" He giggled.

"I'm serious. In the shower." She continued to cover herself as his smile faded and he turned to look at the shower.

One step forward. Two steps forward. Slow as a snake about to attack its prey, FP made his way to the other side of the bathroom. He slowly raised his hand up to the dark green curtain, grabbing ahold of it. He looked back at Alice, still standing there with horrified anticipation. Her scared eyes sent a chill up and down his spine and he prepared himself for anything, feeling the beat of his heart skip when he turned to look at the shower once more. He had a bad feeling about something. A hunch of devastation and destruction overcame him and he suddenly did not want to draw back that curtain anymore. But he had to. He knew he had to in order to make sure Alice was safe. His grip on the curtain tightened and he quickly opened it, revealing that they were alone. His eyes rolled to the back of his head with relief as they both audibly sighed together and relaxed a bit. "We're fine." He nervously chuckled, his heart still a bit uneasy. "We're fine."

"I heard something. I saw the curtain move." Alice swore, still clutching her own shoulders to hide her naked breasts.

"Honey, maybe you were seeing things." FP suggested.

"FP, I'm not...I wasn't seeing things." She almost snapped at him, but she caught herself.

He sighed, looking down at the floor beneath him with his hands on his hips before he heard another sound. His eyes looked up to her as his head stayed down. He heard it again. He lifted his head. "Hm." He turned and saw the open window above the toilet. With a small chortle, he shook his head, walking over to it. "It was the wind." He told her as he closed the window. "See? The wind blew the curtain and that's what you heard." He smiled, walking over to her and grabbing both of her biceps. "We're fine." He promised, pulling her toward him so he could kiss her on the forehead. "We're all alone in these woods. We'll be fine." He reassured her, moving to kiss her on the lips.