Chapter 12

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"Anderson?" Ricky asks.

"Dont play dumb." I give him a serious look.

"Marissa, I am not playing dumb. But I will give you advice. Dont be too nosy or you will regret it." I gave Ricky a glare. I turned around and walked out the front door.

I havent been out in awhile it feels nice. I go towards the garden and look at the flowers. The gardeners were staring at me.

Next thing I know I am being tossed over a mans shoulder. I looked to see who it was. Ricky.

"Let me go!" I screamed and punched and kicked him but he didnt budge. Everyone outside was staring at Ricky and I like we were crazy.

"Calm down." He started walking to the house.

"Why cant I stay outside its nice out here. Please!" I hit him even harder and squirmed. He put me down and I ran for my life.

"Get back here!" His footsteps were right behind me and I could hear them getting closer. He tackled me to the floor, he was on top of me pinning me to the floor. I kicked and screamed but it was no use.

"Calm down." This is the second time he said that.

"I am calm!" I yell back at him and stopped kicking. He gets up and put his hand out for me. I decline his hand and got up myself and walked the direction to the house.

He walks with me back to the house. We both dont say a word to each other the whole time. I went upstairs to my room, the only place I am allowed to go apparently. I sat on my bed and picked at my nails. I am being drove crazy just sitting in this house. I never have anything to do. I just want to go somewhere and be a normal teenager.

I am tired of all these secrets my family and friends are holding from me. I really liked Ricky but I cant be with someone who kills people and hides just as many secrets as my family.

There is a knock on my door followed by it opening showing Ricky walking in.

"Ethan is going to be fine." Ricky sits by me and sighs. I dont know what had gotten into me when I stabbed him. I almost even forgot I had stabbed him.

"Oh."

"Are you mad at me?" Ricky asked.

"I am mad that you know who Anderson is but wont tell me who he is." I stop picking at my nails and look at him. He seemed like he was in deep thought.

"Ricky."

"I cant be the one to tell you." Ricky puts his hands on his face.

"Cant tell me what?!" I stand up and look at him.

"Ask Kris." He stands up also.

"I don't want to ask him. I am asking you. Who is Anderson?"

"Why do you care?" He raises his voice.

"Because its obviously someone importaint if you won't tell me!" I raise my voice also.

"Its not your concern who he is!" Ricky yells.

"I dont care I still want to know! Tell m-" I was interrupted by my door being knocked on. I walk to the door and open it.

It was someone I dont know. All I know was he was really hot. He was muscular with brown hair and green eyes. He was about my age with tanned skin. He still didn't top Ricky though.

"Can you and your boyfriend keep it down. I am getting a headache listening to you two bicker. You guys are really annoying." Well isn't he a nice one.

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