We headed to the doors and went up the stairs, then through the front doors. Outside was dark. Seemed really creepy too. Only nine days till Halloween and now it seemed only one day away. But I knocked out the bed feeling I was having. Cole hugged me from behind. And we clung to each other, all the way back to his car like that. Then forced to separate, while he was driving to his house, I just thought about everything that has happened.
Before we stepped inside Cole's house, I swore I saw Damian, hiding behind the bushes near the back of the house. I peered closer to see, but I found nothing. I shook out the hallucination I had of him. Damian wouldn't dare go into Cole's house, when everyone was home. That'll be stupid. But then again, you never know.
Cole pulled me inside his house, a devious smile on his lips. I raised an eyebrow.
"What could you be thinking of in that little mind of yours?" I asked.
"Oh, only that my parents are out for a while . . . and we have the whole mansion to ourselves . . . " He answered, saying the last word in a whisper against my ear.
"Oh . . . you naughty boy." I said, shaking a finger in front of his face.
Then I remembered, seeing Damian outside. The house, now not full, but really empty with just the two of us. I must be losing it I thought. Damian, outside? Right. Forget about him, Cole is here he'll protect you if anything goes wrong. I told myself. So I pushed back the bad memories and thought only about now.
Just to make sure, I closed the front door shut, and tightly, putting the chain on the door and locking it too.
I lead Cole to his room by his tie, he followed obediently, like a puppy dog. We climbed onto the bed and started taking each other's clothes off. Once all naked Cole didn't wait any longer. We made love almost for the whole night.
However we couldn't have, because of Damien. He had actually been hiding in the bushes, where I saw him earlier, and sneaked into the house by climbing through one of the windows, while Cole and I were distracted with ourselves. He had hidden within the shadows of the darkened room, until I noticed something fall over. Damien was trying to escape after being a perverted peeping tom. Cole jumped out of the bed, pulled on his clothes, and went straight for Damien. But Damien, shot off. It was like a game of tag, Damien running and Cole going after him. I stayed wrapped up in a blanket, shocked. I leaned against the head board, waiting for Cole to return. Thoughts ran through my mind as I waited. Why was Damien after me? That psychopath! Doesn't he know I'm with Cole? Ugh, he needs to stay the hell away from me! Why is he watching me? Why was he watching us? That perv! My thoughts ended there when I heard someone slam a door. I hugged my knees to my chest, and laid my head on my knees. I didn't notice anyone in the room. A shadow fell upon me, but I closed my eyes knowing it was Cole. He lifted my chin up to his face, my eyes still closed, and kissed me. The kiss was different, forceful, harsh, yet passionate. I opened up my eyes. It wasn't Cole, I saw standing there. It was someone else. I backed away from the intruder.
Damien!
It was him . . .
"W-what . . . are you doing here? Where's Cole?" I yelled.
"What do you think I'm doing here?" He replied.
"Where is Cole?" I said, my voice threatening.
"Oh . . . outside . . . " He answered, his eyes sparkled with mischief, evil. Something that wasn't right.
"Outside, where?"
He laughed, and looked at me, coming closer.
"Oh, just tied up to a tree, unconscious perhaps. Do you think he could actually win?" He laughed again.
"Why are you watching me? Why are you stalking me? Why did you have to do what you did to me!?" I asked him, my voice in a strong tone, showing no sign of weakness.
"Because my dear, I need you." He answered in a cold tone.
"You're sick. You know that?"
"Yeah, some say that. But then again, the only reason I did those things to you, is because, I need you to carry my child." He eyes flicked to my belly, then back up to me. Did he really think I'd do something crazy like that? Who was this guy?
"I would never." I answered. My eyes glaring at him.
"Yes, you will." His statement, hit me with a shock. It made me realize that I was alone, not strong enough to overpower this guy, and no Cole. I was alone. And he was here.
He smirked at me, then climbed onto the bed, crawling up to me, where I was huddled against the backboard. I moved away from but for only him to follow my every move. It was like a game of cat and mouse. He was the cat and I was the mouse. Eventually he will get me, but for now, I run.
"You know I won't. I won't participate in your sick game. I won't. I won't give you a child. Why don't you get some whore pregnant if you want a kid that badly. Go adopt one! But leave me the hell alone!" I yelled, throwing everything I could get my hands on, from the bed at him. It didn't help much, but it did distract him enough for me to pop off the bed, and run toward the door. My only freedom of escape.
He got off the bed, and walked to me, while I was trying to open the door, which seemed jammed shut. Damn my luck. He stalked toward me, till he was right there.
"You know you will, I've already had you. And will have you again, no one can stop me." He whispered in my ear.
Why was he acting like this? What is wrong with him? Why me?
I saw something from the corner of my eye move. It looked like a figure of a person. But then light shined a little on its features, and it was a person. It was Cole. He'd gotten out. He escaped.
"Ah, Cole, welcome back." Damien had said, without even looking behind him. He kept his eyes locked on me, and only me.
I looked at Cole and gave him a pleading look. Cole, looking ragged and exhausted, stalked over to where Damien had me caged in with his body as the lock. Then all of a sudden, he backed off, and walked back toward the bed, retreating. Cole, threw me my clothes, and I put them on, discarding my sheet. Once I was dressed, I crept over to Cole. It was better to be next to him, then alone.
Cole and Damien stared at each other. They looked like long times enemies of each other. But they did nothing to indicate so.
"Damien, I think you should leave. You've done enough damage." Cole said, narrowing his eyes at him, and walking toward him.
"If only Phoebe wants me to leav—" Damien went to say, but I cut him off.
"I want you to leave. Now." I pointed toward the door, indicating for him to go, now.
He held up his hands in defeat, gave a look to Cole, then looked at me. His eyes holding something inside it. Something evil. He went to leave, and then was gone.
I let out a sigh of relief, and crumbled into Cole. I had really thought Damien might do something again.
"Did he hurt you?" Cole asked.
I shook my head.
We both got into bed together, not bothering taking off our clothes, into pajamas. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and we fell asleep. I didn't really have a good night of sleep, but every time I moved, Cole's arm tighten around my waist protectively. Holding me. I felt safe.
