The October chill blew across my face, taking the air from my lungs and jingling the chains hanging from the black skinny jeans along my waist. The trees bristled in the wind and the woods nearby whispered. The average person would cast away the whispers as the wind blowing through the bushes, but I knew better. I knew what lurked within the darkness.
Hoisting up the satchel across my shoulders, I hiked on. My eyes on the ground and the hair in my face, I watched as my black combat boots made soft smacks across the pavement. Houses upon houses passed by me, some with their lights dimmed, while others were filled with light. Glass walls allowed outsiders to watch their perfect families bustle about in preparations for Halloween. Cobwebs hung from corners, bats hung from the ceilings while plastic spiders sat still on window panels and shelves. Seriously, who did these people think they are? With their cute decorations and pitch perfect children. Dressed in their best at all times. I bet the girls will be princess' and the boys knights. While the other children will go for something a little spookier. Ghosts and green goblins. Ha.. As if that was how scary real life was. If only they knew what I knew.
There it was. With tall roofs and lit up windows. The flashing of a television could be seen from the living room window. The large glass door was shut tight, closing me off. Something caught my eye from the top level. A girl, walking past her window. Tightening my bag around my shoulders, I took a deep breath and made my way to the pipe clinging to the side of the house.
My rings clanged and clicked against the metal pipe, making me flinch. Not wanting to get caught, I went slow and steady. Trying to make as little noise as possible. Doubts filtered through my mind, would she forgive me? I scoffed to myself, of course she wouldn't forgive me. Why would she need me when she has her jock boyfriend and cheerleader friends. "Because of the project.." my mind whispered to me. A puff of white escaped my lips as my fingers slipped across the pipe. Freezing for a moment before continuing my climb slowly.
Its worth a shot, I thought to myself as I reached where the roof came out onto a ledge. The black tiles grabbing ah old of my clothing like fingers, reaching and snagging at me. As if to pull be back, warning me to not go any farther. Whispers flew by my ears, my hair dangling in my face and blowing across my vision. Cursing silently, I closed my eyes until they stopped.
The white curtains covered the details within the room, but it didn't mute them. Her voice rang out, clear and familiar to me. On the phone, per usual. My Jade eyes rolled slightly, positioning my feet on the roof, I crouched by her window. I froze when I heard footsteps, thinking that her dad was on his way to her room. But A shadow came across the white curtains, blocking out the light. A nice figure, with hair that fell down her shoulders as she pulled back a small piece. Smirking to myself, I smacked my hand against the glass. My rings clinking loudly, along with her shriek. Blanking my face, I peered into the window. Her wide eyes staring at me from the ground of her floor. I tried my best not to show my amusement as I looked at her.
When she moved, I couldn't help but let my eyes travel down her toned body. Bending over, she picked up the phone that had fell to the ground. The bottom of her cheeks slightly hanging out from the small pajama shorts. I felt the pull under my already tight skinny jeans, but my face displayed nothing. Impassive, I watched as she hung up and opened up the window slightly, trying to help her I slid my fingers over the crevice of the window. The touch of her warm skin froze me in spot. I glanced up at her, her blue eyes wide and her bottom lip parted as her tongue slipped over it. I felt the pull again, harder this time as a buzzing sensation- like static- sparked where our flesh met. The knock on her door made her jump, slamming her back to where my hands were. And I was falling.
The curse words slid from my mouth like air as my back slid down the roof tiles. Head first towards the ground, my clothes snagged on the rugged tips, the bag I was carrying clutched as tightly as possible in my hand as i kept sliding. Fear bubbled up in my stomach until the bag i carried snagged on an upturned tile. I jutted to an abrubt stop, turning my body head right as the last possible second, my boots hit the edge of the gutter. Spreading out my hands, I took a second to catch my breath. I could hear her muffled voice along with her dad's from where I was. I kept as still as possible, trying not to give myself away. The curtains had been drawn when she opened the door, so the blackness around me pulsated. Calling me, begging me, drawing me in. My eyes shut again, my temples throbbing as I ignored the whispers around me. Her hushed whisper brought me out of my reverie. Inching myself backwards, I slowly turned and stood up. I tiptoed my way back to her, my eyes watching my feet carefully, trying to avoid falling again.
When I got to her, I leaned into the window slightly. My jaded eyes glancing at her before sitting calmly, pulling the bag in between her and me, I unzipped it. With a deep breath, and a calming reassurance in my mind, I said to her as though its as simple as it is.
"I thought you might want some crappy ice-cream."
When I offered her the ice-cream, and she took it. Something inside me broke, a dam of emotions I didn't expect. Warmth spread through my veins, a landslide of acceptance and happiness that spread through me like wildfire. It took everything in me to not grin and jump in victory. Instead, I offered her a spoon. I stared at her with intensity, she had accepted the ice-cream, but the battle wasn't over. Trust me, he willed at her consciously, trust me enough to know that it's not a joke or a trick. When she slowly took it, I broke away from the gaze. Opening up my carton, I dug in wordlessly.