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CH. 5- The Scary Spider
Camdyn shut the door of Alden's car and grimaced towards her house. It was eight o'clock at night, and Camdyn was pretty sure her mother would be really mad. Alden was beside her and holding her in seconds.
"Do I have to go inside?" Camdyn asked.
"Of course you do. Why? Do you think your mother will try to kill you?" He laughed.
"Yes," she grumbled.
Together they walked up to the door and opened it.
"Mom, dad, I'm home!" she called.
Her mom came from the living room, the look "livid" written all over her face, "Where have you been young lady? Do you know what time it is? The school called to tell me you hadn't shown up for class! Do you know how worried I was?!"
"Mrs. Torske," Alden held out his hand, "My name is Alden Benoufont. I had the pleasure of looking out for your daughter today."
Camdyn's mom just stared at his hand like he was slime, "And who gave you the pleasure of looking after my daughter?"
Alden brought his hand back, "That was my fault, Mrs. Torske."
"It sure was your fault! You took her out of school! Of course, it's not like she said no either!" Her mother glared at her.
Her dad came around the corner, book in hand and reading glasses on. He walked up to his wife and put his arm around her shoulders, "Oh, come on Ellie, don't be so mad. Camdyn needs some freedom. She's been stuck in this house for soo long; I don't blame her for wanting a little fun. Of course," he looked at her and changed his tone to a father who was imposing some wisdom, "she should be more responsible with her freedom in the future, but let this one go. You know how she was before. I don't think you want her like that again."
Camdyn blushed, but her mother sighed, "Oh, alright. But don't you ever do that to me again, missy. I'll still want to know where you are and who you're with."
"I don't think we've been introduced," her dad finally looked at Alden.
Alden again held out his hand, "My name is Alden Benoufont. I got to school with your daughter."
"Senior?" her dad asked.
"Yes," he said as they shook hands.
"Well, it's nice to meet you. Would you like anything to drink? Coffee, tea?"
"No, I really must be going. My brother is probably worried about where I am." Alden said.
"Ah," her mother, "Somebody else who's worried…"
Alden smiled, "Yes," he agreed. Turning to Camdyn he said, "I will see you tomorrow."
Camdyn said goodbye and he walked out the door.
"So, did you check your blood sugar?" her mom asked.
Blushing, Camdyn hung her head, "No."
"What?! Don't you know how dangerous that could be for you!"
"Ellie! Calm down. Nothing happened, and I'm sure she won't forget again, right?" her dad eyed her.
"Yea, dad. I'm sorry I did forget, but it won't happen again." Camdyn agreed.
Her mother looked at her, "You better not, because if you come back after pulling a stunt like that, and I find out you didn't even check your blood sugar, you're not going to be one happy gal."
"Come on, Ellie. Let's get you to bed," her dad led her up the stairs.
Camdyn looked out the window to see if he was still there, but both he and the porche were gone. Gloomily, Camdyn walked up the stairs too. She took a fifteen minute shower before going to her room, dropping her clothes into the dirty clothes hamper, and walked to her room wrapped in a towel.
Camdyn opened her door and walked in, not bothering to turn on the overhead light, but instead turned on a table lamp. She walked to her mirror to grab her brush, and when she looked into it, she screamed.
Alden flew from the bed where he'd been grinning at her and jumped to her side, "Are you ok? I did not mean to scare you."
"Don't ever do that to me again!" she slapped his chest.
Alden's head tipped to the side, "Your mother is coming."
"Shoot!" she swore.
Camdyn looked around the room and her eyes lit upon the closet. She dragged him to it and shoved him inside just as her mother burst through the door.
"What?! What's the problem?!"
"I'm sorry mom. I just thought I saw a great big spider, that's all."
Her mother's hand was over her chest, "Do you know how much you've already scared me today? I don't think I can take anymore!"
"I'm sorry mom, really."
"It's ok." Her mother's eyes seemed to take in the room and her mood changed, "And clean up this mess. I mean, look at it!" her mother walked over to her chair and picked up a blouse she had laying over it and started to walk towards the closet, "This belongs on a hanger and not in your chair. Just because you're a diabetic does not mean you can get away with being messing!"
He mother reached for the closet, "Wait, mom!"
"Wait, what?" her mom asked.
"I was going to wear that tomorrow."
"Well, you can just get it out of the closet tomorrow, can't you?" she opened the closet door. "Did you just feel something?" her mother asked.
"What?"
Her mother turned around and saw the open window. Camdyn swore it had been closed when she walked in the room, but it seemed to satisfy her mother's imagination. She finished hanging the blouse and went to shut the window, mumbling something about Camdyn and catching a cold.
"Well, goodnight, sweetie," her mother said at the door.
" 'Night, mom."
As soon as her mother left, she went to search the closet. He wasn't there, and Camdyn went to the window, searching for him outside. He wasn't there either. Camdyn sighed and went back to her mirror.
"Looking for me?" Alden said from under the bed.
He poked out; one leg was bent and an arm was behind his head, looking like a god. Camdyn squealed and ran over to him, helping him out.
"I thought you went home!" Camdyn said.
He got out from under the bed easily and had his arms wrapped around her, "I did. I came back, and I was sitting up here for a whole ten minutes waiting for you." He smiled at her wryly, "You sing in the shower."
Camdyn hit him on the chest, "You heard that?!"
"Of course I did. You like making up your own songs too, do you not?" he started singing, quoting what she'd sung, " 'Eyes made of topaz and skin so cold. Yet you can't have him because he's mine, mine, mine.' Nice. I liked it, but I do not think a record company will come wanting to make a single with you."
Camdyn blushed beet red. Alden laid a cold hand on her flaming cheek, cooling it, "You look gorgeous when you blush." With that Camdyn flushed a deeper red, and lowered her eyes, "I also like you in that towel."
Camdyn looked down at the towel still wrapped around her, in shock that she'd forgotten about it.
"Shoot," she said.
She shoved him into her chair and reached for a blanket on top of her bed. She threw it over his head.
"And no peeking!" she said sternly.
"What was that?" his head poked around the blanket.
Camdyn threw a pillow at him, and he frowned at her before meekly retreating under the blanket. Camdyn grabbed her pj's and quickly dressed, finally turning towards him. His head was still covered in the blanket, and he had his legs crossed like he was a rich man waiting in a bank for the clerks to show up with his money. She pulled the blanket off of his head and sat in his lap.
Smiling at him, she asked, "Benoufont? What kind of name is that?"
"1453, French. And what about yours?" he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"You know, I don't think I ever told you my last name."
"I could not help but hear it during roll call in the five classes we have together."
"No wonder you thought I was… what did you call them? A theron?" she laughed and curled closer into his arms.
"Camdyn!" her mother rapped on the door and suddenly she was sitting on the chair all by herself.
"Yea, mom?"
"Did you check your blood sugar yet?"
"No, I haven't, yet."
"Well, hop to it!" she called and left.
Just as quickly as Alden disappeared, he reappeared again, this time leaning against the window sill, "Will I have to hide again?"
Camdyn jumped, but calmed herself, "You're going to have to stop that!"
He stepped over to her and pulled her out of the chair and into his arms, "Did you see the big scary spider again?" He laughed.
"Not funny!" she pouted. "Are you going to have to go again?"
"Not if you do not want me to."
"I don't want you to, but I don't want you to go crazy either."
Alden smiled softly down at her, "I am sure I will be able to handle it this time."
"Ok," Camdyn said, and pulled herself away from his arms.
Camdyn reached into her purse and pulled out her kit. She loaded up a test strip, and pulled out the needle. Alden took hold of her hand before she could stab her finger. Not saying anything, he took the needle from her and poked her finger gently. He squeezed softly to make the blood form a small red pearl on the tip of her finger. He stared at it, not moving. Camdyn watched the look on his face as his eyes took in the blood. They stood like that for a while, and Camdyn smiled to herself before gently pulling her hand away to touch the blood to the strip. Two seconds later, a small beep sounded and the screen read 86. Camdyn pulled out the test strip and returned the meter to its case and the case to her purse.
Camdyn left the room for a moment to run the test strip under hot water and bleach in the sink before she threw it away. Coming back into the room, he was gone again. Camdyn sighed, but felt two arms snake their way around her stomach from behind. She smiled.
"So, my little princess, it is time for you to be getting to bed, is it not?" he breathed in her ear.
"And will you sleep too?" she asked.
"I will stay here with you, if that is what you want, but vampires do not sleep."
"Really?" she turned around in his arms, "you don't sleep at all?"
"Not at all," he smiled. He disappeared and called from behind her, "Shall we?"
Camdyn turned around and reached for his outstretched hand, "You know, just because I know what you are doesn't mean you can go around doing that all the time."
"What? This?" As soon as she took hold of his hand, she was in the bed, under the covers, and wrapped in his arms. The light seemed to have gone off mysteriously, but Camdyn knew what had happened.
"Exactly. I'm still human, you know. I bet that seemed slow to you." Camdyn frowned.
"Actually, it did not seem slow. It seemed fast to me too, but probably only about as fast as you run."
"That's not very fast at all," laughed Camdyn.
Camdyn snuggled closer to Alden, and fell asleep in his arms.
Funny or not funny? Review and tell me! I am still writing my next chappy, so that won't be out for a while. I have an idea for it, but I'm still not sure how to carry it out without people flaming me for all the problems with it. So, until I get this right, you'll have to wait for a bit.