To Be Alone

Chapter 1

I sat on my couch just me myself and I, as usual. T.v. on, remote in hand and a big bowl of chips. My favorite movie was on, Let Me Go. It's about a girl that gets kidnapped by some random guy. Then he locks her in a room with a small window. He starts to like her but then realizes that she would never go for him. Everyday all she says to him is that one sentence Let Me Go. It's a great movie I just don't explain things well.

"Why don't you just let her go Blake? She'll never love you. Ugh." I said talking to the t.v. even though I already know what's going to happen. Blake gives her the food and right when my favorite part was going to happen the power went out.

"You have got to be freakin kidding me. Why now? Stupid storm." I got up off the couch and got flashlights, three to be exact. Last time this happened I took two flashlights and both ran out of batteries.

A huge crack of thunder made me scream. Then there was a knock at my front door.

"Please don't be a killer. Please don't be a killer. Please don't be a killer." I kept repeating to myself and tippy toed to look through the peephole.

"Is anybody home?" A male voice said as they knocked.

"Who are you?" I asked and they looked at the peephole.

"My name's Vince Smith. Please let me in. It's really pouring out here." He said and I contemplated but then thought I would want to be dry if I were in that situation. I opened the door and let him in after shining the light in his face.

"ID please. If you're coming in my house I need to see who you are." I said and he got out his wallet.

Full name: Vincent James Smith

Eye color: Blue eyes

Hair color: Black hair

D.O.B: 4/7/94

Height: 5'10

He towered over me. I'm only 5'3 don't blame me, blame my mom.

"Well Mr. Vincent James Smith, welcome to my humble abode. I'm Tibby Lana Union. Nice to meet you." I said and closed my door and locking it.

"Timmy?" He said one thing and I could hear an accent.

"No Tibby, like Timmy if your nose is stuffy or Libby with a T not an L." I explained and he took off his coat.

"What kind of name is that?"

"The one my mother gave me. I suggest you not be so judgemental. You can always leave." I said and motioned to the door.

"No. I'm sorry. It's a unique name. Nobody else has it. How many people live here?" He asked and took off his shoes.

"Five. Why?"

"This place is huge. Where is everyone else if five people live here?" He asked making eye contact with me but I looked away.

"They went away. I usually stay home alone. It's better than being with them. Anyways, I have an older brother you can borrow some of his clothes. Here's a flashlight. His room is the second door on the left." I said and smiled.

"Thank you also, thanks for letting me in I could've died out there." He said and I nodded and after a moment of silence he went upstairs. When I heard my brothers door open I exhaled deeply.

"He's gorgeous." I said to myself and went to the kitchen to get him some hot chocolate. I had already boiled water like 10 minutes ago and it should still be warm. When I was done I left the cup on the counter and turned around to come face to stomach with Vince.