His hand ran down my back. What would happen now? Would he die? Would I die? No, i can't be negative about this, she thought.

" what's gonna happen to us?" she whispered to his chest, so quietly she couldn't even hear. But his ears were to sharp.

"Nothing will ever happen to you. do you understand me? Never" he shook me gently by the arms. And then it hit us from the back.

"Kingston?..." a small whisper woke the girl from her uneasy sleep. "Kinggggsstttoonnnn..." it sounded like a little girl.

It was creepy, especially since this was her first night in her baby pink, sewing room. Little dolls stared at her with unblinking eyes, frozen till time ends.

"Kingssssssssttton?..." the small voice whispered again.

"What claira? i really don't need this right now." kingston said groggily," will you stop being a creeper?"

"Kingssssstttttoooonnnn... issssss not smart girl." the voice got creepier and deeper, it almost sounded like gollum for LTR.

This is getting wierd, Kingston thought. Something white caught her eye in the window. Her head whipped tward it.

A little girl in an old fashioned white night gown was standing on the tin roof. Her long, flowing brown hair was tied up half way in a pink ribbon. Her eyes were a color she couldn't place. Like the color of grass with flecks of mud covering it.

"Stupid girl" came out of her beautiful little lips. Kingston blinked and in a flash of lightning, she was gone.

Kingston rubbed her eyes trying to tell if this was just a dream. It must be, she decided.

She blocked the beautiful creeper girl from her head and curled up, finally falling into a deep sleep.

She woke up in a cold sweat. Her regular nightmare had been spiced up last night. Muddy green eyes followed her where ever she went. The regular boy was still there but this time he wouldn't help her. She tried to reach out to him, but he ignored her.

She jumped up and threw on her clothes, trying to forget about last night. Was she real? No, no, no she thought, why think about that when you can think about Taylor Lautner shirtless? Hehe, she giggled inwardly.

Her foot steps down the stairs were so quiet even her grandma's kitty didn't wake up at the bottom of the stairs.

"Hello baby!" she whisper yelled when she picked up. she rubbed his tummy and scratched him under his chin. His purrs were louder than her droid when it vibrated. She set him down carefully where he circled and curled up again. That cat was literally older than her.

She tip toed into the kitchen trying to head somewhere her dad wouldn't think to look for her but unfortunatley...he was already there.

"hey Kingston," he mumbled into a newspaper and a cup of coffee.

"hey dad," she said with and added scoop of fake happy, can i go to the woods?"

" yeah but first i wanted to ask you if you liked it her." he was giving her one of his creepy pervert looks as he took her in from head to toe. She had always wondered if other dads looked at their fifteen year old daughters that way.

"It's...Okay, i guess." she said not making eye contact with him."

"well, i just wanted you to know you'll be much better here without those stupid friends, dumb-ass mother and parents of hers. Hopefully now that your away you won't end up on drugs and suicide medication know that your way from them." he said in a monotne voice that didn't break once.

Was he trying to hurt her now? Torture? yeah, maybe a family member or two had tried to kill them selves but did he really have to pull the suicide meds card out of his tiny little sack? Tears welled in her eyes as he just looked down at the paper and sipped his coffee.

" I Hate y-...this. Please leave me alone now. I need to cool off" she said in a monotone voice. She was too good to go off on him Even if he was a dip-shit, that didn't mean she had to be a little bitch.

She ran out the door, to the edge off the woods and stopped, out of breath. Did she really want to go in there? with that wierdo creeper girl on her bedroom window callin her stupid and stuff?

Yeah, she would take that chance, and she started to run again. Falling and tripping more than running she finally made it to a meadow. Little yellow blossoms covered the ground and a log sat in the middle. It looked like it had been made for her.

Slowly,she mad her way to the middle and sat down on the log. Finally, she let it out. Every tear,sob ,choke, and cry came out like a waterfall. nothing stopped her from collapsing onto the soft,muddy ground. Her breath was ragged and heavy, she felt like she was breathing in water.

She jumped when something rustled behind her and turned around to see eyes staring back from under the bushes. They looked like...wolf eyes? slowly they backed away and out of sight, and even slower she looked back down to her lap.

A half crazy laugh louder than a sonic boom ripped from her lips.

" Come'on king!Just because you live in western Washington now DOES NOT mean twilight is real!" giggling in between each word.

"WHO ARE YOU?" a voice like a thunder clap came from the trees.

She yelped in surprise and fear. She felt like she was being watched, but she always fely like that here.

" Are you def? WHO-ARE-YOU-AND-WHY-ARE-YOU-HERE?" thunder clapped again.

"k-k-kingston, and i c-came here to cry...sir" she shakily answered.

A deep chuckle came from some where in the trees. wait, she thought, this thing has a deep voice but it doesn't sound like a sir.

"why would a pretty girl like you want to do that?" a flirty answer came back.

"why do disembodied voices care?" she sassed back to her invisible company. Who was here?

"Because disembodied voices don't like to see puffy red eyes and snotty little noses." It spat at the meadow. rustles were all around her, like something was surrounding the log.

"Asshole," she said back and then chuckled," wow, i probably called a ghost or something an asshole. never get another chance like that, will I? I have to be crazy. I bet your not even real." She snorted and wiped her nose.

With a thump, a large object landed in front of her. Woah, not an object but a super deliciously hot boy. He was probably about older than her but he was soooo fine. Native American? or maybe Black?

She didn't care because that was the most beautiful boy she had ever seen. He topped every Justin Bieber, Taylor Lautner and, George Clooney all together. His cheese grader abs were so rock hard she wanted to lean in and-

"Are you mute now or should i leave since I think you might rather stare at me?" he said with a cocky grin plastered onto his gorgeous face.

" N-No, what were we talking about?"

That chuckle again. His teeth were so straight and white she expected them to sparkle when he smiled.

" I blieve we were dicussing your sanity." he said, trying to look serious.

"oh."

"well, your not out of your mind because,obviously, I'm real. But I would say i'm driving you crazy right now." he said with raised eyebrows and a wolf-ish grin.

WAKE-UP CALL! Stop oogling at his chest! she told herself.

"who are you?" she said looking up and staring , unfortunately, only at his eyes.

"You'll find out. Gotta go, but come see me...tomorrow. Kay?" and with a flick of his shoulder length hair,ran back into the forest