The Visitor
" Jules, are you alright!?" Damon asked looking worried.
I didn't say anything because I didn't know if I was really ok or not. I had never had anything as intense like that happen to me before. I looked around for a place to sit and spotted the couch. I was still shaking from the experience. I looked up at him but he had not moved an inch.
" I got up to go to the bathroom and noticed you were gone, so I came to look for you." He said.
" Sorry…" I said. I still couldn't get a hold on me yet.
" Why are you apologizing?" He asked while moving towards me. He sat on the coffee table across from the couch.
" I don't know I guess I am just use to it." I said sounding kind of baffled.
" Why are you used to apologizing?" He asked. It looked like he wanted to say more but at that moment his phone rang.
" Hello?" He answered sounding kind of wearied.
" Look Stephen, now is not a good time for another one of your reality crisis.. Ok?"
He paused looking at me and then carried on with his conversation.
" Well that's your problem not mine… well Elena is your girlfriend and not mine….. Fine I am sorry if I scared her ok?…. Well I am hanging up now cause I have had enough of this."
He laughed as he hung up his phone. Why would anybody be scared of him?
" Well you seem to be in a better mood.. What is so funny?" He asked while smirking.
" Nothing really you would think its stupid." I said while laughing again. I guess this is what happens when you are sleep deprived.
Then I heard a loud bang coming from the basement. I jumped about two feet because it scared the crap out of me. I looked at Damon and he looked at me. He started to walk towards the noise.
" Where are you going!?" I asked him.
I heard clattering coming from the basement, and then footsteps. Damon walked right up to the basement door.
" Your not seriously going down there are you?" I asked him.
" Yeah why wouldn't I?" He said reaching for the handle.
I grabbed his arm and held it. Was he serious?
" Are you crazy? You do realize that this would be the part in the movie where they go downstairs to investigate a strange noise, and then BAM! The killer is waiting downstairs for them with a knife." I said while looking at him to see what he was going to do.
" Please, I can handle myself." He said laughing
I let go of him and then stepped away from the door.
" Fine, but its your funeral!" I said as he opened the door and stepped into the darkness.
Why did he have to be so stupid? Great I suppose because he went down there the killer is going to be up here! I laughed at how stupid I sounded. BAM…. I heard the sound coming from the kitchen.
" Damon! Wait!" I yelled while running downstairs after him.
