The Beckoning

Once Derek and I got back to the motel, Kit told us we better head to bed. I had absolutely no problem sleeping after what happened today. In the motel there were two beds. I shared a bed with Aunt Lauren and Tori got a bed to herself. In Aunt Lauren and I’s bed, I had a lot of room. Aunt Lauren kept inching toward the farthest edge of the bed mumbling something like, “Sorry Hon.” Between Aunt Lauren’s constant apologies, and Tori un-humanlike snoring, I couldn’t sleep.

I got my sneakers and coat and went through the front door grabbing the key so I could re-lock the door as I left. I walked around the motel to the back. I sat outside of the guy’s back door. After about ten minutes of silence, I wasn’t alone anymore. I saw a shimmer of light appeared in front of me. I imagined a person’s shape and gave it a mental tug. A man, in his early thirties appeared sitting beside me.

“Hello Chloe!” The man said cheerily.

“Hello. How did you know my name?” I said confused.

“I can’t say what I know, or how I know it. I might get in trouble from the- Oh no! I really have said too much Chloe. If you want to talk to me just summon me, just someplace else okay?” He said as he faded

“Can I at least know your name?” I said quickly

“Timothy, Timothy Saunders.” He said as he disappeared.

Did he say Timothy Saunders? My uncle’s name was Timothy Saunders. He was the one who jumped off of a bridge because of being tormented by ghosts. I was so confused. I sat there for about an hour before I started to get both tired and chilly. I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was Derek. Oh Damn. I was readying myself to get hell.

“Hey Chlo” He said casually as he walked toward me

“Hey Derek”

“Can’t sleep?”

“Not at all, Because of Tori’s snoring, Aunt Lauren talking in her sleep, and because of went on tonight.” I said as I motioned for him to sit with me. He did. I scooted closer and leaned into his side.

“I thought I heard someone talking out here, just wasn’t sure who it was because you were whispering.”

“When are we leaving, Do you know?” I asked

“Dad said we’ll leave around 6 am. So I would try and get some sleep. It’s already one in the morning” He said as he hugged me.

“Okay, I’ll try to sleep but you have to too. If you don’t I’ll know and you’ll get Hell from me.”

“I’ll try, but If I can’t I’ll take my chances” He said as he kissed my forehead.

We got up and hugged each other goodnight. When I finally got back into bed, Aunt Lauren was sprawled on the floor. At about 4 am I woke up to my watches alarm. I quietly grabbed the bag that Aunt Lauren had labeled Chloe. In the bag there were clothes, accessories, shoes, a brush, toothbrush, and other toiletries. I quickly showered and grabbed the cutest outfit I could for the long ride.

I grabbed and put on a green, pink, and yellow floral blouse, with a dark pink cardigan, light blue skinny jeans, and a leather jacket. In the bottom of the big bag there was a light orange purse, beside the brush and the other toiletries. I quickly dried my hair with the cheap motel blow dryers. I brushed it and put some barrettes in it. I used some lip gloss and mascara Aunt Lauren bought me.

I woke everyone up at five. I grabbed the keys, and grabbed all of the bags and put them in the van. I sat outside the back doors of the guys room. After about three minutes of sitting by myself with my own thoughts I was accompanied by Derek again. He smelled of After shave and cologne. And I noticed he cut his hair.

“I cut it last night after we came inside, Do you like it Chloe?” He said hopefully

“Yes! I like it a lot!” I said standing up beside him. “Don’t take this the wrong way but, you smell amazing!”

“Oh! Thanks, so do you!” He said smiling

“Before we get going, do you think you could teach me how to drive?” I asked inching toward the van.

“Sure. Let`s Go!” He said walking toward the van.

And so he taught me how to drive. He taught me nobody else. That`s the way I wanted it.