Betrayed

Kids came and left did we open the door again? Hell no. Steve was gone still probably roughing the kid up. The movies did nothing for me, I couldn’t concentrate at all.
Baby girl, I repeated over and over in my mind. Time after time it sounded more and more loving. He needed me almost as much as I did him, I was sure of it. The problem was would he take me back and if so what would be the conciseness. The cons over powered the pros.
Matt needed to be forgotten. He needed to not find me; the only way I knew how was to be lost. Now how to go about it.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard his laughter next to my ear. Looking around I noticed that rose had fallen asleep with a bowl or candy corn. Rose was out cold she had a small smile on her lips I knew she dreamed in peace.
I stood and made my way to the front door after not hearing a sound for a while. It was Halloween and people made a lot of noise on said day. I slowly opened the door and walked outside.
It was lonely out here. There wasn’t any kids running down the street or cars driving extremely careful. Even the neighbor who was having a party seamed to be dead. His lights were out and the music was silent.
I made my way to the side walk and looked both ways, nothing.
As confused as I was I had decided that being safe and going back in side was smarter.
I turned around and froze; my hand clutched my shirt in hopes of slowing my heart beat. Tears filled my eyes with every second that I stared at him. The air around me turned thick and cold. With every breath I took it felt as though tiny needles flew in my mouth, down my throat, and in to my lungs where they collided with the soft tissue.
Matthew stood between the front door and I. you would think I could just walk around him, or just walk for that matter. He wore black leather pants that were a bit tight over his package, as they fell over his thighs and knees they loosened. His chest was bare of any material except skin; his tattoos seemed to pop a bit more than I remembered. His eyes were still hazel and captivating.
I had to do some thing quickly for he would take me, the punishment would be far grater if he was able to capture me again. With my luck long gone this time around I am not an innocent naïve girl, I know what he is and how he works.
He smiled “Rory, honey this isn’t real. You fell asleep on the couch.” the way he spoke made him all the less dangerous. “You do still talk, don’t you.” he stated more than asked.
I was immobile, too much was being processed. I slowly nodded and decided to ask “if I am asleep on the couch, and your not really here then how do you know where I am sleeping?” I wasn’t surprised when he chuckled. Some how most of my memories with him I heard him chuckle, he must have found me very amusing.
“That’s a great question, and one I don’t have an answer for. I miss you so much baby. Come back home to me. Please don’t leave me like this, not in your condition. Rory I love you” he reached for me as he finished his mini speech.
My body made contact with his, he was cold.
I had an urge to warm him, so I started to rub his arms. I looked up at him and nodded “I can’t put my self through that, wait here ill get you a jacket” I pulled away and ran inside grabbing the first jacket that looked like it would fit him. Once I was back out he was gone.
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“Rory! Wake the hell up” yelled rose.
I slowly opened my eyes taking in my surroundings; I was once again on the couch. I sat up and stared at rose “what?” I asked. She just laughed and threw her hair back.
I looked down when I realized how warm I was. The jacket I had grabbed for Matt was on my lap and I had a tight grip on it. “Matt” I whispered as I stood.
Rose groaned “he isn’t here Rory you made it out alive and now your free.” she had to deal with me waking up asking about him for the entire year, she must have been annoyed beyond comprehension.
I saw the gift bag mini Matt had brought and decided to pick it up.
I bent over and picked the gift bag up; I also picked up the Kleenex that had fallen out. There was some fake blood on the Kleenex; I had to rub it off on my leg. I looked in the bag and inhaled deeply.
“So what was it any ways?” asked rose. She was now standing behind me in attempt to peek in the bag.
I stood and tilted the bag towards her showing her the 8 travel size Kleenex. An odd gift.
She cocked her head to the side “what the hell I was expecting like your dog’s head or something, must be loosing it. From what you told me at least.”
I shrugged “Matt isn’t retarded this must be a sign, or like maybe he thinks I’m still hung on what happened?”
She rolled her eyes and walked away mumbling “what ever retard.”
I rolled my eyes choosing to ignore her child like self.
When I stepped outside I heard an ear piercing scream. My ‘gift’ if you could call it that spilled over the wooden floor.
Across the street where the party was at the music stopped. All I could hear was that scream. I didn’t know where it came from but it was there.
My heart stopped sped up to an unnaturally rhythm.
Before I registered what was happening there was a group of spectators that had crossed the street, about five cop cars, two k-9 units, two mortician’s, and two suits.
I looked up and found rose she was crying. I shook it off and asked “what happened? Who was screaming?”
She glared at me like I should know. Her nails dug in to my cheeks as she forcefully turned my head to the right and replied “you were screaming.”
I stared and couldn’t make out what the forensics were snapping pictures of. When I got close enough I saw.
Steve my life long best friend, my savior was there. His body badly bruised and battered, his skin was pale, naked, multiple lacerations all over his torso, blood pooled around his body. On a wooden pole sat his head, open eyes, mouth ajar with blood stains on his now pale skin. The wooden pole poked out from the top of his head.
I regurgitated with out warning, not caring at all about how disgusting I looked. The vile taste of vomit didn’t leave my moth as it fell over my clothes. As soon as I did realize that I had thrown up and more was coming my hand flew to cover my mouth which didn’t help at all.
A suit ran over and pulled me to my feet by my arm.
“Shit who the fuck let this kid near the body?” he yelled.
Once I was up he wrapped an arm around my waist and held me up as I lost balance. He walked me over to the drive way and held me up as I vomited a bit more.
I heard some one yell “fuck Sebastian she contaminated the scene!”
The guy who held me up sighed and waited until I was done “you done there miss?” he whispered.
I nodded turning to him “thanks” I mumbled. He shrugged “where you live ill give ya a ride?” I simply pointed at my mom’s house.
He sighed “come on.” there was a flash and he immediately remover his jacket and threw it over my head saying “just follow my lead” and then in a louder voice “this is a minor who’s parents have not released permission to the press for any contact.”
I heard the door shut and the jacket came off.
He helped me to the bathroom and told me he would wait outside the door if I needed any thing, oh and he had some questions.
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Later that night rose and I spoke with FBI Beatrix unit agent Gabe and his partner agent Rudolph about what happened. I had the bag of Kleenex with me the entire time going through packet after packet.
They tried to confiscate the gift Matt sent saying it was evidence and it would have finger prints but I couldn’t allow them to take my tissue away it had aloe so my nose wouldn’t turn red and irritated.
They didn’t leave any cards when they left and they didn’t scribble in note books as we talked like in the movies, hell they didn’t show us badges either.
I have to admit that should have been a warning.

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