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Speaking of freaks, Chris hasn’t bothered you anymore has he?”
I looked away and got another shot of tequila. “Nope”
“ I hope you would tell me.”
“ What are you going to do, murder him?” I took my shot back and hated myself for what I just said. I should have kept my mouth shut on that one, it was the alcohol talking.
“ What did you just say?”
“ Nothing, just a joke.” I gave him my cheesiest smile I could muster and tried to get up. His warm hand grabbed my arm and he held me on the stool. This was the first time he had ever touched me and his touch was just as warm as Seth’s was.
“ No, tell me what you just meant.”
I let out a sigh. We were in a public place with about a hundred people, he wouldn’t kill me for just asking one little question. At least I hoped he wouldn’t.
“ I found a picture in your car of that Lauren girl. Ironically that same night she was murdered. It just seemed a little eerie to me.”
“ So you think I murdered her because I had a picture of her in my car?” He looked like he was going to bust a gut laughing at any minute.
I crossed my arms and glared at him. “Well would you care to explain why you had a weird picture like that in your car?”
“ There are certain aspects of my job where I need pictures of people. It’s just a coincidence that I happened to have a picture of a girl that was murdered.”
“ Your job? Seth said you worked for some type of security or something. If she was someone you were supposed to be protecting it doesn’t look to me like you did a good job.”
He leaned forward getting closer to me. “Is this the reason you don’t like me? You think I’m a murderer?”
“ I didn’t like you before I found that picture. And I’m not about to tell you why I don’t like you. But right now I don’t like how secretive you are.”
He shook his head back and forth and laughed to himself. “Secretive? Why don’t you ask Seth if he has any secrets? When he comes clean, so will I.”
With those words he left. It was a good thing too because I wouldn’t of had a comment back. I was so confused. It was obvious he was telling me that there were things Seth was keeping from me.
I was starting to get severely annoyed. Things weren’t adding up and I was tired of all the questions. Since Seth and Eric slam dunked into my life it’s been one thing after another.
I got up and took another shot before heading outside into the cold. I pulled myself up on the concrete wall that was wrapped around the house and leaned against the wrought iron bars that were attached to it. Everything was a little fuzzy and I could feel the alcohol running through out me, making me light headed.
“ Why do I always attract crazy people?” I said out loud to myself. I wasn’t expecting a response but I got one anyway.
“ Maybe it’s because you might be crazy yourself.”
I opened my eyes and saw a figure leaning against a tree a little ways away. I jumped down from the wall unsteadily and tried to focus my eyes on whoever it was. Slowly they started to step out and it was the same black and grey haired man from the art gallery. He got closer and I started to side step towards the house thinking maybe I could be quick and get away.
“ I wouldn’t go back in there Cameron.” He spoke in what I was pretty sure was an Irish accent and I stopped dead at hearing him say my name.
“ How do you –“
“ I know a lot of things. Like I know that you’re going to come with me quietly.”
I didn’t want to laugh but a small one escaped me. It almost seemed like he was so sure I would comply with him. Little did he know, I would beat every inch of him I could or die trying if he came near me.
He brought out a knife and that put a small kink in my plan of fighting him. I was pretty sure he wouldn’t think twice about slicing me open.
I
I looked away and got another shot of tequila. “Nope”
“ I hope you would tell me.”
“ What are you going to do, murder him?” I took my shot back and hated myself for what I just said. I should have kept my mouth shut on that one, it was the alcohol talking.
“ What did you just say?”
“ Nothing, just a joke.” I gave him my cheesiest smile I could muster and tried to get up. His warm hand grabbed my arm and he held me on the stool. This was the first time he had ever touched me and his touch was just as warm as Seth’s was.
“ No, tell me what you just meant.”
I let out a sigh. We were in a public place with about a hundred people, he wouldn’t kill me for just asking one little question. At least I hoped he wouldn’t.
“ I found a picture in your car of that Lauren girl. Ironically that same night she was murdered. It just seemed a little eerie to me.”
“ So you think I murdered her because I had a picture of her in my car?” He looked like he was going to bust a gut laughing at any minute.
I crossed my arms and glared at him. “Well would you care to explain why you had a weird picture like that in your car?”
“ There are certain aspects of my job where I need pictures of people. It’s just a coincidence that I happened to have a picture of a girl that was murdered.”
“ Your job? Seth said you worked for some type of security or something. If she was someone you were supposed to be protecting it doesn’t look to me like you did a good job.”
He leaned forward getting closer to me. “Is this the reason you don’t like me? You think I’m a murderer?”
“ I didn’t like you before I found that picture. And I’m not about to tell you why I don’t like you. But right now I don’t like how secretive you are.”
He shook his head back and forth and laughed to himself. “Secretive? Why don’t you ask Seth if he has any secrets? When he comes clean, so will I.”
With those words he left. It was a good thing too because I wouldn’t of had a comment back. I was so confused. It was obvious he was telling me that there were things Seth was keeping from me.
I was starting to get severely annoyed. Things weren’t adding up and I was tired of all the questions. Since Seth and Eric slam dunked into my life it’s been one thing after another.
I got up and took another shot before heading outside into the cold. I pulled myself up on the concrete wall that was wrapped around the house and leaned against the wrought iron bars that were attached to it. Everything was a little fuzzy and I could feel the alcohol running through out me, making me light headed.
“ Why do I always attract crazy people?” I said out loud to myself. I wasn’t expecting a response but I got one anyway.
“ Maybe it’s because you might be crazy yourself.”
I opened my eyes and saw a figure leaning against a tree a little ways away. I jumped down from the wall unsteadily and tried to focus my eyes on whoever it was. Slowly they started to step out and it was the same black and grey haired man from the art gallery. He got closer and I started to side step towards the house thinking maybe I could be quick and get away.
“ I wouldn’t go back in there Cameron.” He spoke in what I was pretty sure was an Irish accent and I stopped dead at hearing him say my name.
“ How do you –“
“ I know a lot of things. Like I know that you’re going to come with me quietly.”
I didn’t want to laugh but a small one escaped me. It almost seemed like he was so sure I would comply with him. Little did he know, I would beat every inch of him I could or die trying if he came near me.
He brought out a knife and that put a small kink in my plan of fighting him. I was pretty sure he wouldn’t think twice about slicing me open.
I
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