CHAPTER 2: Questions & Concerns
That night in the living room of the Stanton house, Merriman was the last thing on Will's and Anne's mind. They both donned pajamas, Will in boxer shorts and Anne in a small tank top and an old pair of Will's boxers. They were both nestled on the couch, gazing at the fire in the fireplace. Will was sprawled out, and Anne had her head on his chest, resting as she curled up close to his body, dozing off every now and then. Will held her in his arms and laid his head back on the pillow. He was thinking about what America would be like with Anne's family.
He knew that they were very nice, and Anne had told him much about how they were and what they did. She had often reassured him that he had nothing to worry about, but Will was still anxious and thought about it as his main topic of thought.
Anne stirred on his chest and woke up. She sat up and saw the slight frown on Will's face. "Not my family again.... Will, I told you, you'll be fine."
Will erased the frown and smiled at her. "I suppose I will, but it's just hard to shake, you know?"
"I know, but I didn't have the same problem as you because I knew your parents even before we got together, so I guess I can't quite know all that you're feeling. I know that it's going to be just fine." She laid down gently on top of him and put her arms around his neck to hug him close. "You'll be just fine." she said.
He hugged her tighter and bent his head down to kiss her on the forehead. "Yeah," he said.
She slid her head up towards his so she could kiss him on the lips romantically. He kissed her back and ran his hands up to her face to caress her cheek. They were interrupted by a fierce knock on the door. Will groaned and broke off their kiss. Anne slid off him and stood up to get the door. She didn't get far, though, when they heard the door break down from force and someone stomping their feet heavily as they entered. Anne's eyes got wide as she spun around to look at Will, an astonished look on her face.
Will stood up immediately and breezed past her as he went to face the intruder at the door. Anne followed him closely. They both also noticed that the room had suddenly dropped a couple of degrees when whoever it was had entered.
It can't be the Dark, can it, Will? They were vanquished, right? Will?
I... I don't know. Will and Anne turned the corner and saw-
That night in the living room of the Stanton house, Merriman was the last thing on Will's and Anne's mind. They both donned pajamas, Will in boxer shorts and Anne in a small tank top and an old pair of Will's boxers. They were both nestled on the couch, gazing at the fire in the fireplace. Will was sprawled out, and Anne had her head on his chest, resting as she curled up close to his body, dozing off every now and then. Will held her in his arms and laid his head back on the pillow. He was thinking about what America would be like with Anne's family.
He knew that they were very nice, and Anne had told him much about how they were and what they did. She had often reassured him that he had nothing to worry about, but Will was still anxious and thought about it as his main topic of thought.
Anne stirred on his chest and woke up. She sat up and saw the slight frown on Will's face. "Not my family again.... Will, I told you, you'll be fine."
Will erased the frown and smiled at her. "I suppose I will, but it's just hard to shake, you know?"
"I know, but I didn't have the same problem as you because I knew your parents even before we got together, so I guess I can't quite know all that you're feeling. I know that it's going to be just fine." She laid down gently on top of him and put her arms around his neck to hug him close. "You'll be just fine." she said.
He hugged her tighter and bent his head down to kiss her on the forehead. "Yeah," he said.
She slid her head up towards his so she could kiss him on the lips romantically. He kissed her back and ran his hands up to her face to caress her cheek. They were interrupted by a fierce knock on the door. Will groaned and broke off their kiss. Anne slid off him and stood up to get the door. She didn't get far, though, when they heard the door break down from force and someone stomping their feet heavily as they entered. Anne's eyes got wide as she spun around to look at Will, an astonished look on her face.
Will stood up immediately and breezed past her as he went to face the intruder at the door. Anne followed him closely. They both also noticed that the room had suddenly dropped a couple of degrees when whoever it was had entered.
It can't be the Dark, can it, Will? They were vanquished, right? Will?
I... I don't know. Will and Anne turned the corner and saw-