Playing With The Lights Off (Discontinued)

Chapter 4

(Mitch's P.O.V)

My eyes snapped open when I heard a loud crack. I sat up slowly and looked down at jerome, who's arms were around my waist tightly. 'Must be my imagination.' I thought and laid back down. I hooked my arms around Jerome's waist and tried to fall back asleep but I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. I sat up once again and looked around the room. The door was slowly swinging back and forth, from what I was guessing the wind. I got up, somehow getting out of Jerome's strong grasp and closed the door. Ugh, I'm not even tired any more. I looked at the clock to see it was about 3 in the morning and I sighed, opening the door and making my way up the stairs.

I plugged in the coffee machine, making myself a pot and pouring it in a glass mug full of creamer and sugar. I leaned against the counter, listening to the soft buzzing of the house and fanned my coffee.

"Mitch?" I soft voice called, but stilled scared me shitless. I jumped and splashed a bit of coffee on my shirt, it burning me through the thin material. I cursed to myself before answering.

"In here" I called, making sure not to wake anyone up and taking off my shirt. Jerome walked in, rubbing his eyes with balled up fist and yawning. So cute.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?" He asked, looking at the red mark on my chest.

"Yeah but it's ok. Come here" i said and he obeyed. I set my coffee down and wrapped my arms around him. "I love you" I whispered and played with his shirt.

"I love you too, why are you up?" He asked, moving his head out of my chest to look up at me.

"I could ask you the same thing" I replied.

"I woke up cause you were gone" he blushed "now answer my question"

"Just a noise woke me up" I said and continued to drink my coffee, holding onto his waist with one hand. We swayed slightly and Jerome started shivering.

"I'm gonna go sit on the couch, wanna join?" He asked.

"I'll be there in a minute" I said and pecked his lips. He kissed back before pulling away and walking to the living room, out of my sight. I finished my coffee and washed the cup before going into the living room, Jerome no where in sight.

"Jerome?" I whispered. No answer. "Haha, very funny. You got me now come out, my little bacca" I teased but still no answer. I sighed and looked around the room. Where could he have gone? I checked behind the couch and chair, where I did not find him. I looked around every corner and crevice but still did not find him. Where's one place I did not check? Oh yeah, the closet by the door. I walked over to it, feeling the draft from under the door by my feet and shivering slightly. Something wasn't right, or maybe it was just my imagination but I felt like something was wrong. Oh well, I put my hand on the door handle and got prepared to jump out at jerome. I turned the handle and opened the door just to be pulled in and have a cloth cover my mouth and nose. I screamed but soon became weak as darkness consumed me.