Tease, Toy and Trouble

Trouble came back to town.

Asher had dropped me off and avoided giving me more information on why he needed me to help him out with his problem. I felt frustrated because he was acting out of character. Why was he being different now, what had happened between this morning and now?

I figured I could grill him on it when he came back and walked into my personal little hell. God I hated coming home to a giant house, dark, cold and unwelcoming. Nobody was here to say Hi or ask how my day has been.

I rubbed my eyes to stop them from watering and I got frustrated with myself. I have never aloud myself to cry so why start now. My hormones were driving me crazy I felt like I was at war with my own body. I had control over this so why did I feel like it was slipping.

The fear of losing my relationship with Asher might have been the trigger or maybe it was everything combined. My body and mind were just dead tired. Tired of it all why can't I just live in a house with parents that are home, a dog, siblings that were there with me and just coast trough the middle instead of being watched like a hawk by all these people who would love to see me fail so they could pick my bones clean.

All I wanted now was to retreat into my bedroom and shut the world out. Stopping my brain of thinking was my goal. I started thinking of my old way of dealing with my problems and felt the little voice in my head saying Hey why not..it's just this once.

I felt a weight in my stomach and quickly shoved the thought to the back of my mind. Today was a bad day and that stupid bet was making it so much worse. Why did people feel the need to do this to me. They could just leave me alone but no it was fun a challenge.

While I was mulling about all this I had made it up to my room and automatically walked into my bathroom and turned on the tabs while adding some of my grapefruit bubble bath. Since I had to wait for the tub to fill I made my way back over to my closet and grabbed some sweat pants, a tank top and some clean underwear before making my way back into the bathroom.

After placing all my clean clothes on the counter and undressing my bath was ready to help me relax and forget.

Soaking for over 30 minutes was heaven but the water started to cool and I did not want to add more water. After drying off and getting dressed I made my way over to my bed.

I remembered my wake up call and let out a sigh. When I was about to grab my sheets of the bed I noticed it was clean and it had been made.

"What the hell?" I flipped the sheets but everything was clean and then I noticed something peaking out from underneath my pillow. I picked up my pillow and my eyes widened in fear.

My hands were shaking and my hands were rubbing my face and running trough my hair. What if he was still in the house! How did he even get in?

Tears started running down my face and I was debating what my safest option was. I had a lock on my door and I always locked it as a habit. Nobody was in my room I would have seen them. It's kind of hard to hide when you had a glass top desk and all your other furniture was pushed against the wall.

I have been in the closet and it was a built in where a person of his size could not hide thanks to the height of the cubbies and shelving.

My next thought was the window and door to the balcony so I stumbled towards it and checked to see if it was still locked. I let out a sigh when I noticed that it was still locked.

Digging trough my bag I was trying to locate my cellphone so I could call for help. I was freaking out and completely terrified. When my fingers touched the familiar phone case I let out a shaky breath and speed dialed my brothers number.

"Pick up....Pick up....please pick up.." I was staring at the doors and windows as if he was about to break it down so when I heard my brothers voice I let myself go and between sobs was able to tell him that he had been in the house.