Shut the Door

Kiara:

“Argh!” I scream as I open my eyes to find Zane staring down at me.

He chuckles, and I furrow my brows as he stands up from my bed.

“I can see that I occupy your thoughts day and night,” he says, causing me to pull me to make a fist under the blanket.

He strides towards the door before turning to face me. “An old friend of mine is in town. If your family has any hobbies besides murdering innocent people, then you surely would have heard of the great John Hilly.”

Everyone knows John Hilly, and it’s exciting that I’ll get to meet him, but I can’t let Zane know how thrilled I am because he seems to take pleasure in draining the life out of me.

“Why are you telling me this?” I ask, and he closes the door, walking towards me.

“We’re having a private dinner with him, and you must behave!” he grits his teeth, then walks away.

I slump back in bed, pulling the blanket over my face.

**

Dinner with John Hilly arrived quickly, and once again, I find myself in front of the mirror,