Lethal Elite

[37]

"No way" I said slowly.

*BOOM*

I jumped and dropped everything on the floor again.

Pete then grabbed my shoulder and said "Don't worry it's just the thunder. It's supposed to storm tonight."

"Well that's great." I said.

"What's the matter.. Afraid of a little thunder?" Pete smirked.

"Don't worry, you're safe here." He continued.

"Did I cause it this time?" I said jokingly.

"No.. Not this time." Pete said while smiling ear to ear.

I then started staring at Pete's body uncontrollably.

Pete then coughed and said "I'm gonna go put some clothes on and then i'm gonna show you the bathroom so that we can get you all cleaned up. I meant so that you can get yourself all cleaned up." He stuttered.

He then walked away and shut the door behind him.

When he showed me to the bathroom it was just as beautiful as I expected and very color coordinated.

I sat down on the shower floor and let the water hit my face as I listened to the thunder clap in the distance. I thought about everything that happened today and I just wanted it to be over. I just wanted to go to sleep forever. Keith was dead and so were my parents and for all I know Chelsea was too but For some strange reason Pete didn't think Keith was dead and I needed to know why. I also needed to know why I had these strange powers, I needed answers and I needed them fast.

When I got out of the bathroom I looked on the bed and he had laid out some pajamas for me already and they were my perfect size. They were pink and grey polka dot silks and they were very comfortable. When I left the bedroom , the lighting in the house was different, it was dimmer and the chandelier shining was sending sparkles through the room. Music was playing loudly and when I looked down the staircase balcony I saw Pete standing in his black silk pajamas holding a full cake in his hand.

"So I can hear the music from upstairs after all" I shouted.

"Yeah.. but only because I turned the speakers on." Pete responded.

"You have speakers in this place too?" I said as I made my way downstairs.

Pete then held his right arm out as he held the cake in his other hand "Yeah.. are you really surprised though?"

"No.. actually and is that a cake?" I asked.

"Yeah .. I figured you had enough " food food" so I decided to bake you a cake."

"Can we just talk about the fact that I'm escorting you to the dining room with one hand and I'm carrying a full blown freshly made cake in the other?" He continued.

"Um.. Can we talk about how you're such a gentleman when you're not being a smart ass." I laughed.

Pete then pulled a chair out for me to sit in and pushed it in once I got in it."Touche Amilia.. Touche."

Pete sat the cake directly in the middle of the table and began cutting it.

"How did you even have time to do all of this?" I asked.

"Do all of what? Bake a cake? That's nothing.. I'm just welcoming my new house guest to my new but old house."

"I wouldn't exactly call this a house." I responded.

In the dining room there were two pictures of Keith in his police uniform hanging on the wall.