Always

Chapter 124

"Okay," I replied. I snuggled into her side, enjoying the comfort of feeling like a kid again. I stared at the screen, watching Stephan and Damon argue again. Yeah, she was still going through all 5 seasons of TVD. I was okay with that. I finally managed to zone out in the show with her, joining in with her shouting at the TV and crying at the sad parts. It gets every time, even though I've already watched the entire series more than once. I'm not sure how many episodes we watched before I noticed a dark figure standing in the shadows of her doorway. I shrieked a little, and jumped, startled by the figure. Of course, it was only Colby and I gave him and my Mom yet another reason to laugh at me.  Feeling my face heat up, I sat up glaring at him. "Didn't your Mom teach you that it isn't nice to sneak up on people and stare?" He came inside the room and sat down at the foot of the bed. "Wasn't sneaking. Was staring. You guys are just so cute, yelling at the TV." My mom made a noise in the back of her throat. "If they would stop being so stupid, then we wouldn't have to yell at them." He laughed at her response. "I did the same thing when I watched you and your friend's ghost hunting videos. Baby, y'all were stupid sometimes." She said it like she was sorry, but there was nothing that she could do to help, a sympathetic look on her face. I died. I literally busted out laughing so hard, I couldn't breathe. Colby was speechless, looking from her to me. His mouth opened, like he was going to say something, but then closed again. Opened, then closed. He looked like a fish. I'm still laughing, curled up on the bed, holding my stomach, gasping for air. "Th-they were s-so stu-stupid!" I gasped out through my laughter. "Shut up!" Colby exclaimed, slapping my leg. "We didn't know what we doing! We know better now." I shook my head but my mom replied before I could. "I hope you learned a lot, because it seemed like you actually didn't know anything about what you were doing. You boys were just doing random rituals, saying random words, talking to random people and ghosts." She shook her head, staring him directly in the eyes. "You can't mess with the paranormal like that. It's just plain stupid." He chewed his bottom lip, as I quieted my laughter. "I know. I learned that the hard way. We don't do the extremely stupid things anymore." His voice was quiet, his face downcast. He brought his face back up and met my gaze. "On another note, are you almost ready for our night out?" He asked, that beautiful smile on his face, his mood changing in a second. I blinked. "Um, yeah. I guess so. I'm not changing because we aren't going anywhere where there are people and your joggers are comfortable." He let his eyes roam down my body, inspecting my clothes. "I guess my hoodie is too?" He asked, with a smirk. I grinned and nodded. "My hoodie now." "How late will you guys be out?" I stood up off the bed and walked around to stand next to Colby. "I don't know Momma but I want to take the key tonight. I want you to lock your doors instead of leaving them unlocked for us. Just in case." She waved her hand at me. "Honey, nothing is going to happen to me. I've been leaving my doors unlocked for years. Just be-" Colby cut her off. "Ma, I think y/n is right. Lock your doors when we leave. Please. It'll give both of us peace of mind. One less thing to worry about." He stared her down, using his eyes on her (cheater, but at least it was in my favor this time.) until she agreed. She sighed and pulled her purse off the table to set it on her bed. She started digging through it and looked up at me. "You will never win an argument with him, unless you don't look at him. Those eyes are lethal." I scoffed. "Who you tellin," I grumbled under my breath. I didn't think Colby heard me, but the smug little look with the glint in his eyes, suggested that he had. Great. She placed the key in his outstretched hand and sat back. "Okay, y'all leave. I've gotta see what happens next." She shooed us out of her room, eyes glued to the screen. As we were walking down the hall, I heard her yell "Be careful, I love you both!" We both yelled back that we loved her. I freshened up a little, fixed my hair, and put on my shoes, then we climbed into the car. It was 8 pm. It would take us about 20 to 30 minutes to get to Randy's place. We were going to drive around it a couple of times, to see if there was a good place to park without being noticed. I was fidgeting as we headed towards his place. "Hey," Colby said softly, taking my hand and bringing it to his lap. "Stop worrying. Everything will be fine." I sighed. "Why do you always tell me not to worry? It's what I do. It's never going to stop." "Because worrying about you is what I do, and worrying all the time cannot be good for the baby." I rolled my eyes at him. "The baby will be used to it by the time they come out of me. It will build it's tolerance." He chuckled, shaking his head. "Just try to keep the freaking out to a minimum and text me if you feel like you can't. If you need me." I nodded as we turned onto Randy's road. "I will." The road was dark, illuminated by one street light. There were only a few houses lining each side of the road. Colby drove down the road slowly, trying to scope out the area. We passed Randy's place, and I pointed it out as we did. "That's where he lives. That brick house right there." It was a nice place, your basic 2 story brick home, delicate pale green shutters on his windows.