Sleep With One Eye Open
(A creepypasta Horror/Romance)
Prologue
Everything was fine, I still had to take my pills and go to therapy,but I was doing good.
I moved away from Brooklyn to Los Angelos,away from the past memories.
I'm now attending college,I'm doing well,good grades,the works.
But thats how things were before she came and turned everything upside down.
They may have called her innocent,but I had one name for her...
Trouble.
Chapter one...New room mate,
*6 Months earlier*
I closed the door to my new apartment.
College had always been easy for me,I fit in,was one of the cool kids.
All that Shiz.
I put my bags down on the counter and surveyed the apartment.
I was staying in a block of apartments down the road from my college.
Plain ,peeling white walls,dusty windows,dusty kitchen.
This Apartment obviously hadn't been lived in for a long time.
Someone knocked on the front door,I opened it.
A tall girl with curly blonde hair stood outside,she smiled ,her green eyes glistening like diamonds as she smiled.
"Hiya,I'm Anna",She said,smiling at me flirtily.
"Hi nice to meet you Anya,I'm Timothy",I say,smiling cheerfully.
A look of annoyance crosses her face,"My name is Anna,not Anya,Your moving into the apartment?"Anna asks,peering over my shoulder.
"Yeah,I'm coming back to college",I say,chuckling happily.
"Do you have a flat mate yet?"She asks,consulting a clip board.
"I don't know,no one's turned up yet",I explain,leaning against the door frame and folding my arms.
"Well,you'll be sharing with someone else",Anna says,smiling at me.
She turns and walks down the hall.
I close the door and walk over to the window.
Reaching into my pocket,I bring out a crumpled pack of winston menthol and a lighter.
I press the cigarette to my lips and light it,taking a draw of tobacco air.
I open the window and breath the smoke out and then lean on the wall next to the window,gazing out at the streets below.
I must've been too deep in thought to not hear the knock at the front door.
The door opens,I look around,it's a girl with hair down to her waist in light brown with streaks of red and dark brown running through it,her eyes are golden brown,her skin is pale like snow.
"Oh,hey,this is apartment 230 ,right?"The girl asks,looking at a sheet of paper.
"Yeah,are you the new flat mate",I say watching her.
"Erm...yeah",She says ,looking up at me and then grimacing,"Can you put that out please,it's bad for you".
"Says who?"I question sarcastically,straightening up.
"Says me,it's stinks as well",She says in an annoyed voice,putting her hands on her hips.
"Ohhh,Miss Prissy Girl wants me to put out my smoke,unless you want some,don't say anything else",I snarl looking back out the window.
She moves forward ,until she's in my face,she takes my cigarette out my mouth and takes a drag,blowing the smoke in my face.
I growl angrily and she smirks,a look of determination gleaming in her golden eyes.
She gives me back what little is left of the cigarette and walks past me,dragging her suitcase behind her.
"Wait,whats your name?"I ask,turning to look at her.
"Kitty,Kitty Trace",She says before walking into what I assume is a bedroom.