Two
I haven't visited Hope for a while, nearly three weeks. For about a month I snuck into his house to say good night and such. I figured it was time for something different, but I didn't know what to do. Unlike everyone else, I had no one to ask for advice (not like I would've followed anyway).
Tonight I decided I was going to visit him again since it's been a while. He had to know I would come back eventually. Actually, he has been very good about all of this. He got semi-used to me coming over; he even waited for me once before sleeping. He never told anyone, either, to which I thank him and God. Also, he is a bit more stable than the first time I went over there. Oh, I found out why he was crying so badly – on the news there was a story about how the police caught a murderer that broke into peoples homes and killed them. I was kind of wondering why he was acting so out of character (I would be to if I was scared for my life).
By now I was at his window, which was open. According to my sources, his father and mother are out to visit some dieing relative that Hope didn't know. So that left him here, with me.
As I slipped through the window, I noticed he wasn't in his room. By some weird impulse I climbed into his bed. It felt so comfortable. Yes, I did have my own bed, but everything I have is supported by the government, so it sucks terribly.
I was almost asleep when the spot next to me sunk a bit. I didn't stir so I could find what his reaction would be. I felt some shifting, but then it stopped. This burning feeling of being watched took over me. It felt like I was small and weak, but I dismissed that.
"You're strange, you know that?" he said to me. Apparently he thought I was sleeping, "You bust in here and scare me to death to just find out you just come by to see me before going to bed. Then you don't come by for forever and pop up to sleep."
I don't know weather or not he meant this to be heard by me or not, but I did. He rustled a bit before moving off of the bed. I knew he wasn't gone, though.
"Good night," he said. It was obvious he was close to my face because I could feel his breath on my face. Within a few seconds I felt his lips on my cheek.