A Cry Unheard

Chapter 7: A Mind of MisDeception.

When i get to Taylor im covered in sweat and anxiety. My eyes trembling and my hands shaking, when in that split second of me trying to recover my thoughts. Taylor says "Whats wrong? Why are you shaking?".

I pause in deep thought wondering if i should tell her what really happened. I mean she's been my girlfriend since the 6th grade and my bestfriend since the 2nd grade. I know i can trust her but what if she thinks im crazy or im on drugs? Before i realize words are already coming out of my mouth.

"I'm fine just got chased by a dog on the way here." She looks at me with look of disbelief as im stuck in my head wondering if shes going to realize im lying through my teeth. When she responds i take a deep sign of relief in my chest. She says "ok babe if you say so". As much as i wanted to believe that she thinks i'm telling the truth i know deep down she can tell i'm lying but i just agree and we sit in a moment of silence.

Taylor looks at me for a second and asks "so what did you need to talk to me about?" I look at her and say "how do you know when someone is a murderer?" She looks at me with a look of fear and worry, but she responds with " im not sure but i guess you could say change of attitude or secretcy." "Why do you ask? Is there something going on? No babe, nothings going on? After an hour we both agree to head home and see each other tomorrow.

On the walk home i take deep thought into me and Taylors conversation. "Change of attitude and Secrectcy", what if shes right and that's what's really going on? I shrug it off when i get this really heavy feeling in my stomach that eyes are watching me. It's a severly heavy feeling because it's not just eyes i feel, it's the same eyes from before. I take the alley to cut through most of my trip when i get halfway something stops me. The sound of a stick breaking from a heavy footstep. The sound has my body frozen in place when all of a sudden i hear another one, i turn around slowly to see a stray cat run right past me and i take a huge sigh of relief. When i turn around i let out a scream of fear when i see my brother standing right in front of me.

I look at my brother while breathing heavy and giggle before i say "you scared the living shit out of me"! He looks at me with a blank stare and says "what are you doing out here this late? It's midnight!" I look at him confused seeing as too i've never seen him this serious before. He says "Let's get home before mom and dad get back and they kill us both!" I agree and we start walking back.

As we're walking i ask my brother why did he really come back. His response sends chills down my spine "if i tell you i would have to kill you". It's not what he said that has me frozen but the expression on his face was almost like he was more serious than he would ever admit. We get home five minutes before my parents do and we go upstairs and head to our rooms without even so much as a goodnight but one thing still fonders me. Would my brother actually hurt me?