I walk over to the door, it's unlocked. "Haha, that fool," I shake my head. I open the door, shutting it behind me. A few minutes of walking around and trying to find a door out of this place, I finally found a door.
I open the door that leads outside. The bright sunlight hit me and I got a massive headache. I rub my head but it doesn't do much. I groan and walk out of the place.
I look behind me, wow. I finally did it. That was so easy. "Oh my god, that was so easy." I mumble. Almost too easy...
I shrug and walk through the woods. "There she is!" Once I heard that, I ran. I ran as fast as I could. Eventually I got jumped on and landed on the hard ground. "Ow." I yell.
"Thalia!" They cry. I look up to see my kidnappers, well the first ones. "Hey, what's up." I say looking at my brother.
"Thalia my baby girl!" Daniel cries while picking me up. "Excuse me?" I ask. "Oh hush my child, hush." He says petting me. "Alrighty than." I cough awkwardly.
Everyone was excited, hugging me, smiling...except for one person. That person is Noah. He just stood there, leaning against a tree. I can't help but feel a little disappointed.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to do something that I would regret, so I just leaned against a old tree with no emotion. I admit, I really like Thalia.
I just don't know what to do.
I've liked her ever since I have seen her. She makes me feel, different. I feel like I'm not being judged when I'm around her. It's like she doesn't fear me, unlike everyone else.
She gives me fear of rejection. That's the only bad thing, but is it really bad? I'm never scared of anything, that's why I don't understand any of this stuff.
We all walked back to the shack and grabbed all of our things, getting ready to leave in the morning. Later that night I made sure everyone was asleep and I went outside and sat on the porch. Watching the stars.
"Hey." I look up to see Thalia walking outside on the porch where I sat. "Hey." I answer turning back to look up at the stars. "What are you doing outside? It's late." She says.
"You think I don't know that?" I ask bitterness in my voice. I don't mean to talk to her this way, I really don't. It just kind of comes out bitter and unsweet. "Why are you so mean to me? What did I ever do to you?" She asks crossing her arms and sitting next to me.
"You did nothing." I say out loud, I say a lie out loud. She did do something. She made me love her, just saying it in my head gives me a headache and makes me cringe.
"Why do you act this way than?" She asks looking at me, I look through the corner of my eye. "Act what way?" I ask. "So mean and bittersweet. Why do you act like Melanie Martinez's song? Oh my gosh, that song is going to be our love life isn't it?" She asks gasping with a smile on her face.
"Our love life?"
I ask this while starring at her. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, my heart skipped a beat. "Oh god, please don't make this become lovey and cringey." She says blushing.
"Our love life?" I ask again, ignoring what she had just said. She looks down, blushing and smiling. "Can we stop talking about this, i really don't want to ruin the moment with feelings." She smiles at me sympathetically.
I roll my eyes but nod. "Yeah, yeah." I say. She looks at the sky, I stare at her.
What has she done to me? She's a witch. How...I'm a stalker now. She has made me into a man stalker. I feel weird, oh my gosh what has she done...
But she could never be with someone like me...
A bad person...
She could never love me....
She's playing me...I know she is...
Nobody can love a killer, not even Thalia...
"Stutter girl..." I start. "Yeah?" She asks looking at me with her beautiful green eyes. "I love you." She didn't say anything after that. She just put her head on my shoulder and we stared at the stars.
What a weird night...
"MY SHIP IS COMMENCING! YES HONEY! YUSSSSSS!" Can I not have one sentimental moment?
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