Chapter two
(Caitlins POV)
Nick and I stood there, watching Emily walk away.
"I don't trust this guy. I don't care what Emily says." I whispered to Nick, who nodded and gave a fierce glare at Bo.
"So…You've been living here for what…twenty years?" Nick asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Yup. I love this town. I could never leave it." Bo replied, a goofy grin on his face.
Nick nodded again, looking around the abandoned town. I just stood stiff, watching Bo walk over to one of the old gas pumps and kicking it, a puzzled expression on his face.
"Well…We're going to go walk around." Nick muttered, grabbing hold of my wrist and half dragging me away from Bo and down the road.
I sighed. "I really want to go."
The more I thought about this creepy, old run down town, the more I wanted to leave. There were secrets held in here, and there was something that Emily wasn't telling me. Or Nick and I didn't like it.
"Don't worry. I'll protect you." Nick growled, sliding his arm around my waist and dragging me closer.
I laughed lightly. "I'm sure you will."
His fingers lightly brushed the bare skin that was showing, since I was wearing magenta tank top that showed an inch of my stomach. Suddenly I heard a low growling noise, and I looked over at Nick who began grinning.
"It's my stomach." He confessed, "I haven't eaten anything today."
I giggled. "Then let's get something to eat. If there IS anything to eat around here…"
We wandered around, and found a supermarket. There was dust on the windows, but the lights were on, since it was beginning to get dark.
"Hello?" Nick banged on the glass. "There's a paying customer out here!"
"I don't think there's anyone in there." I pointed out, seeing that there was no one at the register or even inside.
"Well I'm hungry. I hope they won't mind if I just…" He grunted, tugging and kicking at the door.
"Look, I don't think that's a good idea." I said, hesitantly looking around to see if Bo or someone else noticed.
All of a sudden the glass door flew open, Nick flying backwards with it.
"That's what I'm talking about." He smirked, picking himself up and swaggering into the store.
I followed closely behind him, taking a look at certain things. I touched a can of soup on the shelf, and immediately withdrew my hand.
"It's made of wax." I said softly.
He stepped over to me. "Really? Well…I guess this is the town that has the House of Wax. Maybe this store is made of wax for kicks. I bet there's an actual supermarket around here."
"I guess…" I muttered as Nick found an actual non-wax deli knife and pocketed it.
"C'mon." He ordered, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the store, his blue eyes staring dead ahead.
Bo was standing where he had originally been before we left.
"You have any food in this place?" Nick asked, still holding my hand.
"You two want food?" Bo drawled, "I could take you to my house. Lots of food there."
"Sure." Nick replied, and I gave his hand a squeeze in a what-are-you-doing kind of way.
He brushed his thumb over mine to tell me that it was okay, and I trusted him. What else was I supposed to do anyway? We walked next to Bo silently listening to him talk about his times with Emily. We finally reached his house, which creaked slightly in the wind. The house gave off an eerie feeling.
"Watch you're step." Bo ordered as we walked up to the porch.
As soon as I set foot on the wood, it caved in and my brown boots became engulfed in the porch as the wood gave out beneath me. I shrieked, and Nick stumbled to catch me before my whole body fell in.
"That was a close one." Bo grinned maliciously, "I told you to watch your step."
"Yeah." I breathed as Nick helped me back up.
"You okay?" Nick asked, looking me up and down with a face full of concern.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"Good."
"Come on now, I need to get you fed." Bo persisted, side stepping behind us and pushing us inside.
Nick gave Bo a look of annoyance and shook him off of himself, and then grabbed my shoulders and pulled me in defensively. The place was a complete mess, and it felt sad and lonely. The kitchen had florescent-like lights, and there were two people standing in it, and I recognized one of them; Emily.
"Em?" I asked hesitantly, and she turned around, a huge smile on her face.
"Cate! Nick! Hey! This is Vincent, Bo's brother."