To Envy the Stars

Chapter 11

I set my bag down on the floor and ran to my room. I locked the door behind me.

I dragged my desk in front of my door.

I'm dead. He's going to murder me.

Like I said before, the permanent maker did have a purpose.

I was an idiot to carry out that purpose, though.

I drew a mustache on his fade while he was taking a nap.

He didn't even notice until he got out of the car.

I was so dead. I thought.

"Come out here, Athena!" Lukas called. He sounded pretty p¡**ed.

"No." I said.

"Don't worry I won't hurt you." He lied.

"No."

"I'm going to go vandalise the clearing." He threatened.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Goodbye." He said.

His footsteps headed towards the door and opened it.

I heard some more footsteps and the door closed.

Was he gone?

I waited for a moment.

I heard nothing, so I scooted my desk back to its proper spot and unlocked the door.

I was planning on going to lock the apartment door and block it so that Lukas couldn't get back in.

That would probably make him more mad, but it could stall until I had a better plan.

It wasn't even 3:30 yet, and I already had my murder plotted.

I slowly turned the handle of my door and pushed it open.

I cautiously stepped into the hallway, ready to run back to my room in case Lukas had just faked leaving.

Idly fed the corner and peered into the living room.

I didn't see him, so ides ides to ho ahead and lock the door.

I was so thankful that I changed at the pool, but I was still in the short-shorts.

I reached over to pull a chair in front of the door.

"Making sure no one can come in and interrupt us?" Someone asked.

My heart rate speed up as I turned slowly.

I knew who was there and I really, really didn't want him to be.

Lukas was standing in the kitchen, behind the counter.

"Please don't murder me." I half-whimper-half-pleaded.

"Murder you? Why would I do such a thing? Oh, you mean because of the moustache? Well, that's a valid reason." He joked, walking back from behind the kitchen counter.

Closer, closer, closer.

He continued to walk forward.

I was scared that he might try to do something to me, but at the same time, he looked so goofy with his handle bar moustache.

"Why did you do this, Thena? Give me one good reason and I will take your punishment mildly."

"It suits you?" I offered.