Behind Closed Doors ( Chris Motionless)

Chapter 31: Mystery Hater?

The next day, I woke up with a major head ache, and my stomach was twisting and turning. I was still in chris's bed. The sunlight had woken me up, we were wrapped under his red and black sheets and blankets, naked. I remember everything from last night and smiled. I realized what day it was and jumped to look at the clock on the night stand, I snatched it up and looked.

"10:00 AM?! FUCK I'M LATE!!!" I screamed as I jumped out of bed, stealing one of chris's sheets with me. He was still fast asleep, snoring. I fast walked and took a quick shower and changed into my work clothes, I combed my bed hair and threw it into a ponytail, sliding on my glasses, and grabbing my bookbag, and dash out the door. I missed the bus.

"Fuck!"

I couldn't go back home to take Chris's car, I ran too far. I couldn't call him to pick me up because I left my phone in his room. I saw a skateboard that was just lying on the ground by the bus stop. I hesitantly grabbed it and got on it, and scooted my foot, making the board move faster and faster. I rode passed people that cursed at me for almost crashing into them, and pushing them out the way. When I made it to work, I saw Joe. I through my bag behind the counter as he walked towards me.

"Liz, you're late!"

"I know, I'm so sorry, I had a long night,"

"I don't pay you for being lat-wait....somethings about that's different. James, come here!"

I just stood there as James ran towards us, smiling, he pauses when he sees me.

"whoa...Liz?"

"mmhm...I uhhh...I washed the dye out my hair, wiped off my make up, and took out my contacts and put on my glasses last night...I didn't have time to do my make up this morning," I said, shifting my glasses.

"No, I'm glad you didn't, the real you is better," James said, smiling.

"Enough talking, let's get to work," Joe said.

After a long day's work, it was already dark, and it was time to close. James and I locked the doors.

"So, what made you want to show the real you?" James asked as we walked along the side walk.

"Um...well...chris kinda just motivated me. He'd always tell me to open up to him, so that was my way of opening up," I replied.

I grabbed my spider bites from my bag and put them back on, so the piercing doesn't close.

"Did you two, make up?" He asked.

I nodded, thinking about last night.

"So, Chase and Johnnie are wondering when you're ready to rehearse,"

Chase and Johnnie are James' friends, we met and formed a band. Chase plays bass, and Johnnie plays the drums. I completely forgot about the band actually. Our band is called Hear Us Scream.

"Shit...um...how's tomorrow?"

"Great! At my house, around 6:00?"

I nodded. I realized that James was walking home with me, which means that Chris will see him. I decided that they could officially meet, remembering that they only caught glances at Warped.

We stopped in the drive way.

"Would you like to meet Chris?" I asked smirking.

"Are you serious?!" James asked, his eyes nearly popping out of his sockets.

"yeah, it's only 9:30, he should be in the living room watching Dexter on the DVR," I said as I smiled.

"That'd be fucking awesome! Wait how's my hair, how's my eyeliner?"

I giggled and led him to the door. I opened it and shouted, "Honey, I'm home!" Chris came running with a remote in his hand, he kissed me, and hugged me tight. He sees James, his smile fades a little.

"Hey, you're the kid that made googly eyes with Liz," He says almost jokingly.

"Be nice. This is James, we're friends, and band mates, I forgot to tell you, James this is-"

"I'm a huge fan," he says as he cuts me off.

Chris smiled and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you," he says.

"Can I get a quick picture with you?" James asked.

Chris nodded. James took out his phone and pulled up the camera. I took the picture of them, and gave the phone back to James.

"Wow, this was awesome, thanks so much, I better get going, I'll see you tomorrow, liz" he says as he leaves.

"Why tomorrow?" Chris asked.

"We have rehearsal, we formed a band,"

"Ahh, so we're in competition, huh?" Chris says jokingly. I playfully pushed him onto the couch as we walked into the living room. Chris pulled me onto his lip, giving me kisses. Then we heard a crash, and Chris's car alarm went off. We ran outside, and saw a brick in his smashed front window. He grabbed it, there was a note taped to it. I grabbed it.

"Better watch your fucking back, bitch ;)" I read out loud.

"What the hell?" Chris says.

"Who could've....Dean..." I said as I nodded my head.

I picked up a piece of glass and ran down the street, chris running after me. He finally caught up to me and took the glass, throwing it.

"Are you crazy?! How do you know if it's Dean or not?! It could be someone who has a grudge against me!" He says as he holds my hands trying to calm me down. I nodded and took deep breaths.

"You're right," I said.

But, who could possibly have a grudge against Chris? He's a lovable person, and he hasn't done anything to anyone as far as I know. I decided to shake it off.

" You're tired, I can tell. Let's go get some rest, I'll get the window fixed tomorrow," he says. We headed back home and went to sleep.