Chapter 8
I cracked open the door of the lounge. I wore my new blue pajamas that the twinies had bought for me. I felt cozy in them. It was in darkness because the curtains were pulled. The only light came from the blue screen of the plazma television. Everybody was already there, getting ready to watch the movie. Philip, Travis, Lewis and Elizabeth were already seated comfortably in the chairs. All heads turned to look at me. "You came!" Steven shouted excitedly at me. He was kneeling by the t.v, probably waiting to turn the DVD on. I smiled at him and closed the door behind me. "Yeah. I decided to come down after all." I said, taking a quick glance at Philip, who looked at me and away again. I took a seat in one of the vacant seats, happily keeping my distance. Rachel came in then, carrying a bowl of popcorn. She popped one into her mouth, before taking a seat by me. She offered the bowl to me and I took a small handful, smiling. "Okay. We're ready. Start it!" she said excitedly. Steven pressed play and jumped up, taking a seat beside me. He smiled warmly and of course, it was contagious.
"Hope you like horrors!" he said creepily and snuck his hand to the back of my neck, tickling it. I shivered and tucked my neck into my pajama top, giggling. "Shh! It's starting." Travis complained and he stopped. The movie started, playing scary violin music and it showed a dark house, gothic style. I shivered again and pulled up my legs on the couch. I didn't really like scary movies. I'd prefare a comedy, but I thought that might have been hoping too much. I mean... they are vampires. What did I expect? The house reminded me somewhat of this one, although it wasn't nearly as scary, even though I was well aware I was sitting in a room of vampires. I felt strangely comfortable?
During the film, whenever a scary part would show, I would bury my face in my knees, that I had raised in front of me. I'd tense up until Rachel tapped me to let me know when the scary part was over. Once during the movie, Steven tapped me and I looked up and jumped when I looked at the screen. It was a very gruesome part and I let out a little scream when I saw a bucket of blood spurting onto the camera, as someone was brutally murdered. I immediately threw my hands over my face and buried my face in my knees again. Everybody was startled by my reaction and errupted in laughter. They weren't scared of this at all. Why would they be? They've probably seen way worse. It probably looked appetizing to them. That made me feel slightly naucious and I pushed that thought aside. Steven drapped his arm lazily over the chair behind me and everybody else looked relaxed and comfortable. I was the only one who seemed uptight. I had myself mashed into a ball on the chair, leaving loads of space all around me.
I yawned and stretched, when the movie was finally over. I couldn't believe I had lasted the whole movie without falling asleep. I was practically on the verge of passing out. My body ached when I stood up and stretched, from sitting in the same position for so long without moving. "What did you think of the movie Georgia?" Lewis asked, trying to hide his smirk. "Oh shut up Lewis." I retorted, surprised at the grouchy edge my voice had taken on. "She need's sleep." Travis laughed at Philip, who chuckled lightly and looked at me seriously. His eyes were... concerned? We all went to bed together after they had cleared up. I probably would have went earlier, as soon as the movie was over but I was scared to go on my own. I felt jumpy and creeped out. Nobody spoke much as we walked, probably too tired to. "Night" Lewis said, while heading in the direction of his room, along with Travis. Their rooms were down a different hall to the rest of ours. "Night scaredy cat!" Steven joked, punching my arm lightly. I faked a laugh and it came out a little shaky before waving him off.
It was only the girls and Philip that walked with me now. "Night Georgia," "Yeah nighty night." they both said before entering their rooms, opposite each other. I sighed. As I got closer to my room, I began to get more afraid. I didn't like being alone after watching scary movies. I couldn't stand it. I wish Philip didn't have to be the way he was, or I'd ask him to stay with me. He was a nice guy during daylight hours. I just couldn't trust him alone, or in the bedroom. I panicked as I got to the door. Philip stopped me before I went in. "Are you alright Georgia?" he asked, that concerned look playing on his face again. I nodded, not trusting my nervous voice. I breathed out shakily and it was obvious that I was lying. I couldn't seem to stop frowning. "You're not scared are you? It was just a movie." he said, softly. "I know," I breathed. He frowned, taking my hand in his cold hand. "Are you sure you'll be okay?" I nodded again. "Alright," he said hesitantly. "I'll be just there if you need me." He pointed to a room, not too far away from the girls' rooms. I nodded, thinking how absurd that was. He was the last person in the house I'd go running to if I was scared.
I closed the door and began to panic, looking around the dark room. I switched on the light, though it didn't help much at all. It felt like there was somebody in the room with me, just like the night before I had been kidnapped, just like any time I had watched a horror movie since I was younger. Why did I stay up to watch it? Was it really just because I was bored? I shuffled over to the window, hoping the moon would calm me. When I pulled the curtains, it revealed a dark, cloudy sky. Seemingly all black. There was no moon tonight, I observed glumly. It was too cloudy for that. I closed them again disappointed. I climbed into the bed and suddenly it felt too big. There's too much bed her for just one person. I curled up into a ball and faced the door side of the room. I was afraid to face away from it, thinking someone might come in. Oh how I hated horrors!
I contemplated going to Steven's room and asking if I could sleep on the floor, but then he'd taunt me forever about it. It's bad enough that he found amusement in the fact I was afraid. I had too much pride. And I didn't want to disturd either of the twinies. I wouldn't go to Philip. Although he did say that if I needed him, he was there. That was an invite wasn't it? I was so desperate right now but I didn't want to be in a room with him. He seemed genuine though and he didn't find it funny that I was afraid. No! I'm not going to make a fool of myself and knock on his door, crying like a baby. No, I won't do it. Just then, the floor creaked and I jumped upright in the bed, looking around the room. The covers came up with me as I held them up to my chin. The light was still on and it was clear that nobody was in my room. I had no intentions of turning it off though. No way! Not now anyways. I tried to lay back down and relax, but every sound disturbed me, even though it was only the floors creaking in protest because the house was so old. I knew that and yet I couldn't relax.
Once the rain began to pelt on the window, I couldn't stand it anymore. It was too much to handle on my own. I didn't care what happened to me, I just couldn't stay here on my own. I jumped out of the bed and ran to the door, seemingly never getting out of the room quicker. I was scared outa my witts! The only sound that was really loud now was my bare feet, lightly pounding across the carpet at a speedy pace. I pulled open the door and ran down to his room. I didn't care what he thought I just needed to not be alone right now. I needed someone there with me. As I ran, I felt as if somebody would come up behind me and grab me any second. My heart beat fast and my breath came quick. I tapped on the door gently but at a very fast pace. I didn't stop the knocking until the door opened and I just seemed to be getting faster and faster until then.
He pulled the door open and stared down at me, surprised. I gulped. "Uhh... I need.." was all I managed to say before I swallowed hard again. His eyes just bore into mine, full of emotion and wonder. My voice was still shaky. I took another breath to try again. "I -" but before I could attempt to try anymore, I felt myself being pulled into his hard chest, arms embracing me tightly. I suddenly felt safe. My fear vanished. I felt that nothing could or ever would harm me in that moment. I just relaxed into him and let him hold me. I didn't feel lonely anymore. I exhaled, in relief and comfort. I felt him caress my hair. "Shh. I'm here. Don't worry. You'll be fine." he spoke soflty and surely and I didn't doubt his words. He pulled me into the room and closed the door, releasing me from his embrace, but holdong my hand. I still felt reasured, but sad that I wasn't still in my arms. "Come here." he pulled me over to the bed and I lay down, my eyes becoming really heavy. I couldn't stay awake anymore and as soon as I felt his arms around me in the warm bed, I felt safe and drifted off to sleep alost instantly.
Philip's Pov.
I lay there in the bed, thinking about her frightened face as she left me for bed. I knew she was scared but she wouldn't admit it. It was too much to hope that she would come to me anyways, even if I did offer her help. She hated me. Why would she come to me? I sighed and closed my eyes. I began to drift off when I thought I heard light thudding noises. It sounded like somebody running. The thudding was light and quick. I opened my eyes as I realised it might be Georgia. I was about to jump up and run to her room in less than two seconds, but I was curious as to what she was doing. I heard her door open and then the thudding became louder as she neared my direction. I thought she'd run into one of the twin's rooms but she didn't she kept coming. The only thing that stopped me from pulling open the door was my disbelief that she might actually be coming to me. When the thudding stopped and the knocking began, quiet little raps on my door. My door! I immediately snapped out of it. She was coming to me! The little rapping became quicker and quicker as she anticipated my opening the door, her patients growing thin. I was to my feet in a split second.
I pulled open the door to see her desperate, pleading face staring up at me. She was frightened. I was still in shock that she had come to me. "Uhh... I need." she said shakily and gulped. I was so surprised she was actually here. She breathed again and tried to explain herself. "I -" but I cut her off. I couldn't control myself and pulled her to me. I couldn't get to her quick enough and wrapped my arms around her. I was so happy and my happiness doubled as she relaxed and I realised that she wasn't goin to pull away. I knew why she was here. She didn't need to explain herself. I understood fully. She wanted protection. I would give it to her, always. That's what I'd vowed from the first time I'd laid eyes on her. She was mine and I'd protect her always. It showed that she was letting me have some of her trust. Not comlpetely but she would get to trust me eventually. I didn't want to let her go but knew I had to. I held onto her hand and brought her to the bed. She sighed happily and climbed into the bed. I embraced her in my arms as she quickly drifted off to sleep. Her heart rate slowed down to normal and her breathing became regular. I had missed having her in my arms. I felt so content right now. I could stay like this forever. I don't think I could get much happier than this. I felt needed right now. I wouldn't leave her. Not now. Not ever.
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I know this chapter is quite short but I'm awefully tied myself. I am happy with it though. Comment!