Meeting The Light

Chapter 2

~Chap.2~

My hands felt clammy as I extended my arm to open the door. I was so scared and I was pretty sure that Gretchen would make dad bury me alive if she knew that I ever talked to anyone . 

Let alone when she finds someone here.

I took a deep breath and opened the lock then twisted the doorknob. My heart was beating like a train's engine and I felt like I would faint any minute.

I opened the door and there she stood before me; my very angry sister.

"What the hell took you so long?!" She demanded with an impatient tone.

"I-I was... I mean," I struggled for an answer but she stopped me.

"I don't care what you were doing. Now, do you have my hairbrush?" She demanded.

I just shook my head without saying a word.

She rolled her eyes, "Whatever, go back to your loser stuff." She huffed then slammed the door shut.

I was about to let a sight of relief when she opened the door again,

"Oh, by the way, who were you talking to?" She asked.

Holy shit. I thought she forgot.

Now she would see Noah James and I-

Wait!

Noah... Where did he go?

Did he jump? I mean, if he did that because of me and he broke a leg or something, I would never forgive myself.

I hated how I always caused problems.

I snapped back from my thoughts to what was happening when Gretchen pushed past me to look into the room.

I saw her scanning the small room with her eyes suspiciously before she muttered, "But I'm pretty sure I heard her talking,"

She turned to face me, "If you don't have anyone here, why did I hear you talking?!" She asked with an accusing tone. I was so scared right then that I wanted to get out of my skin and run away.

"I was... Singing?" I said. Though it sounded more like a question. She quirked a perfect eyebrow at me.

"Oh," She rolled her eyes. "You and your fucking stupid music, as if you'll even get anything from it one day," She said then laughed to herself and got out muttering "Loser," before she walked away not bothering to close the door.

I sighed in relied as I rested my back on the door. I turned around and locked it then went back and plopped onto my bed.

I was starting to think about random stuff when I remembered something.

No, Someone.

Noah James.

Where the hell did he go? Was this guy like an escape artist or something? 

I looked around carefully, searching for any sign of him, 

Nothing.

I sighed when I concluded that he was gone already. 

Good thing that he left, I thought. It's better that way. I hope he never comes back and I hope he forgets I exist.

I didn't now why, but for the first time I wasn't convinced with my own thoughts. I wanted to see him again, to talk to him, he made me feel like I was a normal person who could talk to anyone.

I went to my window to see if he was down or something. I started looking around when suddenly someone scared the hell out of me.

"Boo!" he said. I was so scared that I jumped in my place. I almost fell out of the window.