It All Started With A Dare

Chapter three

I Cheated Death, Now He Wants A Divorce

"Ugh!" I yelled in frustration while tossing my pillow across the room.

I hadn't been able to sleep all night knowing Caleb Hunter slept right next door to me. Frustrated, with my hair a mess and bags forming under my eyes, I got up out of bed and lifted my window.

I had two large windows placed next to each other with only a small piece of the wall dividing them, which made for the perfect exit to the roof.

Slowly, I crawled out to my roof and plopped myself down. My bare feet felt cool against the rough shingles. The cold air rushed past my skin, the moon and a few broken street lights being the only things to illuminate the pitch-black sky. I glanced around at all the other houses, the world too dark to see anything. I took a deep breath in.

That had always been my thinking place. I felt safe. I took another deep breath in and the faint smell of cigarette smoke hit my nose. I began glancing around, spotting a small glow coming from the house next to me. I hadn't noticed it before. Looking closely, I could make out the faint outline of a person. Chills ran up my spine, the figure on the roof beside me unrecognizable. "What are you looking at?" The mysterious figure spat.

I screamed, loudly, before losing my balance and tumbling off. This is it. This is how I am going to die. My brother will find my dead body splattered against the pavement. I squealed and shut my eyes to await my death. My life flashed before my eyes and it was only then that I realized the sheer disappointment of it. I hadn't done anything note-worthy.

She would be so disappointed in me.

A hand grabbed mine before I hit the ground, or even the first story of the building for that matter. Realizing I wasn't going to die, I slowly opened one eye and then the other. Caleb stared down at me with a worried expression. He grabbed my other arm and pulled me up. My breathing became more steady the farther away from the ledge I got.

Caleb crossed his arms, his appearance stiffening again. "What was that?"

With my track record, falling off a roof was not that surprising. I stared at him with a blank face. He must have jumped the distance between our houses to catch me. He could have fallen himself. Maybe Caleb's not as bad as I thought.

He ran his fingers through his hair. "What are you: stupid? How do you fall off a roof?" He cursed and began muttering profanity under his breath.

I take that back, he's worse than I imagined. He scared me! I mean what creepy person does that? "I'm sorry you startled me. What were you doing?" I rebuked.

"Sitting on my roof, same as you," his voice filled with annoyance, a faint mocking tone present.

"Same as me? Last time I checked I wasn't smoking." The cigarette still sat between his fingers, the fumes making me sick. "Seriously, that's bad for your health." I pulled back away from the smell and waved my hand in front of my face to help.

"What are you, my mother?" He took another hit of the cigarette.

"Fine kill your lungs for all I care!" I threw my hands up in frustration. I hadn't even talked to him for two minutes and he had already gotten on my nerves.

"Shouldn't you be thanking me, you know, for saving your life?" He didn't bother making direct eye contact with me.

I scoffed. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't need saving in the first place!" I stepped closer to him, jabbing my fingernail into his chest.

He stared at me, the height difference making it so he had to look down. "Oh please, you fell off a roof! How is that my fault? Last time I checked I'm not the reason you're so clumsy." There was a slight accent to his voice when he yelled, a subtle roll of his tongue as he pronounced his 'r's.