"What happened?" Sam asked me for what seemed like the millionth time. I still couldn't speak besides what I had already told him. I wanted out, and no amount of explanation, or begging was going to keep me here.
"It looked like you, Sam." I finally managed to get out.
"What did, hon?"
"I don't know, whatever it was. It was terrifying. I thought it was you at first, it looked exactly like you. It called for me to come into your bedroom, so I did. I thought something was wrong with you, so I tried to help, but then you slapped me, and that's when I realized it wasn't you that I was seeing. I tried to get to the door, but I was too late, it trapped me in here, and pinned me down, I couldn't escape it, Sam."
"What exactly is IT, though?" Matt questioned.
"Satan," I shuttered. "Hell, I don't know, but it was everything I'd ever imagined Satan would look like. It was tall, dark, with a black hood, no face, just two glowing red dots for eyes. I thought it was going to kill me. It said it wanted to kill all of us, that this apartment belonged to it."
"I don't know what to say, B." Sam started. "I have never experienced anything that you have. Anytime you ever see or hear weird things, I'm never around to hear or see them, too."
"So, you think I'm just making this shit up?!" I raised my voice, starting to shout.
"No, that's not what I'm saying, but I can't very well verify that what you are saying is true, unless I were to experience it, too."
"Fine! You can stay here and experience all the shit you want to, but I'm leaving!" I stomped out of the room, and down to my bedroom. I had started packing my things up when the door opened, revealing Matt.
"Hey, Bradley, are you okay?" He sounded concerned. Maybe he actually believed me. Maybe he actually cared.
"Yeah, I'll be fine if I can just get out of this place."
"Where are you going to go?" Shit. I hadn't thought about that.
"I... I don't know..." My face dropped, and I sat on my bed, stopping my packing. "I have no where to go. I'll have to stay here, and be tormented by... Lord knows what that thing is."
"You don't have to." Matt said suddenly.
"Where in the Hell else do I have to go?"
"You can live with us."
"Who is us?"
"Me and the guys."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, the guys won't mind. I don't mind. We have a huge mansion, and even the five of us guys only fill about half of it. We have tons of extra rooms, and, Hell, if Sam wanted to, he could move in, too!"
"Are you being serious?" I was stunned at the words coming out of his mouth.
"Yes. Totally serious. The house is like five houses in one, each one having several bedrooms to itself, and they are all connected by hallways. There is a pool in the back, and we even have a pool and guest house. We have everything you've ever dreamed of. You'd love it there. Sam would, too, I think. You could live with me if you want? Sam could live with one of the other guys." I found it odd that out of all the guys, he wanted me, and only me, to live with him. It was actually really cute, he wanted me all to himself. Or, maybe I was just thinking into things too much. He seemed really happy, though, at the thought of me moving in.
"I couldn't intrude on your house like that, or any of the others for that matter."
"No one will mind." He said grabbing my hand and leading me to the kitchen, where all of the guys, including Sam, were having a beer.
"Guys, Bradley is moving in with us. Well me, but, you'll see her, too." Sam almost choked on the beer he was drinking. "Sam, you're welcome to move in, too, if you'd like."
"Yeah, man, I have a couple spare rooms, and so do the rest of the guys, you could live with one of us." Johnny chimed in.
"Umm.." Sam sounded very unsure about all of this.
"C'mon, man. You won't have to pay rent or anything, just helping with food every now and then. It would be a hell of a lot cheaper than living here on your own." Matt had already assumed I was moving in with him, I guess.
"I don't know, guys. It's a really nice offer, but I don't want to intrude." Sam looked at me.
"I can't stay here, Sam." I said to him.
"Which is exactly why she is moving in with me, so what do you say, Sam?"
"You'll get to see us rehearse in our studio. You can have your choice where you want to live." Jimmy said.
"Fine, I'm in. I guess I'll live with Jimmy, if that's alright?" Sam finally agreed, looking over at Jimmy.
"Yeah, that sounds awesome!" Jimmy agreed.
"My house is your house." Matt said, giving me a huge grin. Oh, those dimples, I almost melted, AGAIN.