Scream For Me

Epilogue

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The letters of the sign for the small diner were burning out and they cast an eerie flickering red glow on the parking lot as Kyle shook out his wet hair and scurried into to establishment and out of the rain.

There were few other patrons within and the entire place smelt of greasy food and burnt coffee.

His options already seemed bleak.

The waitress within was tying on her apron before she grabbed a fresh pot of coffee to refill one of the other customer's mug, but she smiled at him and told him to take a seat wherever.

He forced a friendly smile and sat down off to the side at a booth that overlooked the parking lot.

Maybe he would just have some bad coffee and wait out the storm if he didn't find what he was looking for there. The town was probably quiet at the moment, but he would search anyway.

The heavy box concealed in his deep pockets weighed on him more emotionally than physically, but he needed to find a proper place for it. The object certainly didn't belong with him.

These thoughts were chased out of his mind as the cheap, worn material of the seats made a soft noise as someone sat down across from him. He heard the liquid being poured into his mug before he could even glace over at the waitress.

"Technically my shift is over, but I figured you deserved some special treatment." Kyle's eyes, for the first time in a year, glittered with amusement.

"Is that so?"

"mmhmm." The girl hummed across from him.

His eyes drifted over her form. She was wearing a red dress, button down and short sleeved, the uniform as the other waitress had also been wearing it. her hair was pulled up into a pony and her skin was a healthy peach color, her eyes were clearly pleased, but her smile showed that she was borderline ecstatic.

"Well that's nice to know; here I was worrying that some normal teenage boy had stolen you away from me." Kyle said, his hand drifting across the table top to rest comfortable on hers.

"I missed you so much." His eyes were soft as he smile, leaning over easily to kiss her cheek gently.

"I missed you too." Alyssa spoke, her heart aching pleasantly in her chest as she finally was reunited with it.

Their lips brushed together as they lapsed back into their easy rhythm of laughter and silence.

"I saw the news, you were right about everything." She murmured softly as he placed some money on the table an hour later for the coffee before they headed out into the downpour.

"It had to be, I couldn't lose you." He whispered as she laced their fingers together.

The old pick-up he'd claimed as his own was where the more important part of their conversation would take place.

His hand that was not occupied slid over the box within his pocket. Hopefully it would be hers, as it should be, by the time the night ended.

He tried to extract it as subtly as he could before draping the warm coat around her.
It wouldn't do for her to get soaked on their way home.
The walk to the car was more of a brisk jog against the downpour and they were soon situated inside it.

"Where to?"

"I live on Elm Street." Alyssa almost snickered as his eyes went wide.

He knew what tended to happen there, knew that's where a potential friend stalked his prey.