Feelings~"It's nothing..." I kept telling myself, shaking it off.
Then I heard it again.
"Mom.. Dad..." I said slowly opening my door, and tiptoeing downstairs.
"You guys are home early.." I said walking into the living room.
"Huh?" My parents weren't there.
I looked at the locks at the front door.
Then the back door.
I just couldn't find anything wrong so I slowly walked back to my room.
Only to find that the balcony door was open.
I stepped back for a moment.
"Who's there?" I said looking around my room.
I looked under my bed, in my closet, and in my bathroom.
I turned relieved to find no killer in my room, and shut my bedroom door, to find Jeffry standing in the doorway.
"OH MY GOD! You scared the crap out of me Jeff." I said catching my breath.
"Oh.. Sorry.. I just came to.. Check on you." he smiled.
"Umm thanks, but I'm fine, anyway how'd you get in here?" I asked curiously.
"What do you mean?" He took a step closer.
"N-never mind, thanks for checking on me, I .. Uh need to take a shower so.. Umm maybe could you leave?" I said shakily.
"I'm just shaken up.. that's all.." I said trying to conjure a smile.
"I saw you with that girl yesterday.. What did she say to you?" He said in a serious tone.
"What do you mean?" I said lying.
"What did she say to you, to make you suddenly scared of me." He said firmly.
"She just said 'Hi.'" I lied again.
He pulled a knife from his pocket.
"I should have killed that bitch while I had the chance!" he snarled.
"W-what?" I said sick to my stomach.
He lifted the knife to my neck.
"Listen Aron.. I like you." he whispered softly into my ear.
The knife skimmed my skin cutting it a bit and causing it to bleed.
I groaned as I felt the stinging pain in my neck.
"Your the only person who actually could stand to be around me.. or even to look at me." He whimpered like a child who didn't get what they wanted.
The knife still at my neck.
"And now you hate me, and you don't want to be around me." He said falling to his knees, and dropping the knife.
I heard the sobs of him crying.