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I don't even have his number! "Hello? Who's there?" I whispered. It was like a horror movie. The girl in the forest screaming and running for her dear life. Maybe it is Jordan. He is a douchebag but can he pull such a stunt just to scare me? One thing I learned from the horror movies I watch is never to scream and run so I backed away and tried to be in the shade because the moon was up and bright. I don't want to be spotted or watched by who may or may not be my predator.

“ Why are you scared? “ I asked, she gave me a questioning look raising her eye brow. “ I'm not scared. “ She lied. “ Okay, I'm a bit scared. Have you seen or heard about what these people do to wolves who came in here? They rip their hearts out feeding it to there witchy god. They serve a god that feeds on werewolves. Dosen't that scare you? “ She said in a tumbling voice.

“Yes, it is. So, you want to watch some T.V. or play a video game?” “Whatever you want to do.” I say with a smile. Aaron pats the bed beside him. “Do you like scary movies?” “I love scary movies.” I tell him as I sit on the bed next to him. “Good. Me too.” Aaron turns on a scary movie, and we settle into a comfortable silence as the movie begins. Scary movies always seem to suck at the beginning. That never seems to last long and as much as I love scary movies, I am also a big scaredy cat. An unexpected jump scare makes me scream and I cover my eyes with my hands.

Ten-year-old Bree chimed as Emma looked over her shoulder worriedly. “That’s nice, sweetie. Why don’t you tell me about that mermaid story again?” “I hate that story. Can I tell the one about the wolf?” Bran chimed in. “Wolf?” Patrick asked as Brinna looked out the window and saw another animal running alongside their vehicle. “Yeah, the one that eats the girl in the red hood.” “Mommy, I don’t like that story. It is scary.” Bree snuck at the rolling landscape and saw the scary animal with sharp teeth sneering at her, so she pretended to look forward and saw her parents exchange a look.

Michael said, “Sakura told me we could play hide-and-seek, or we could tell scary stories.” Akira thought about it for a moment and then said, “You know what? How about we freshen up and change into our pajamas and then meet up in my room. Then we can tell each other scary stories. I know a lot of very scary Japanese ones.” Michael looked excited. “Really? Awesome.” Akira turned to Sakura and asked, “How about it?” Sakura nodded. “Sure, that sounds fun.” She turned to ask Mary and Katherine. “How about you two?”

If Deimos had seen Amy– or anyone else– that day, would he have signed a contract with them as well? I let the thought go and turn back to Rachel who is talking about the planning. “A Scare fest. I need to go for one.” Rachel blinks at me incredulously. “You're joking. The one with the scary people and potential serial killers behind masks? No.” “It'll be fun, I promise.” I whine. As a teenager, I loved reading horror stories. The thrill, the heart pounding scenes, I was obsessed. Who would have thought my life was going to end like one big horror movie?

All around them, boys and girls, dressed as monsters and super-heroes, began to titter and giggle, the tension from the story leaving their little bodies. Chloe wasn't afraid of the story; in fact, she had read it before, as well as many others. She didn't have many books at home, but one that she did have was a cheap paperback collection of scary stories that she read over and over again, becoming immune to their quaint shocks. “Alright, kids. I hope that wasn't too scary for you,” the teacher said. The class, as a single unit, assured her that it was not, in fact, too scary. However, several of the children's faces said otherwise.

I nodded moving over to their bookshelf. "Not from there. Mommy already read them to us." Nicholai told me. "How about a story my mother used to tell me? It's a bit scary though." Big smiles made their way on their faces. "We love scary stories!" Ana told me excitedly as I took a seat on her bed, even though Nicholai was still tired he moved off his bed going to Ana's so he could be next to us. I picked him up and placed him beside her. "Thank you."

I joke. “We’ve been roommates for almost five years, asshole. I can’t help but know what you look like,” he deadpans. “Come on. Do it.” “No fucking way,” I say. “Scared you can’t hack it?” Axl asks. “No. I just don’t want to do it.” “Do you have any idea how much I can make in a night?” “Can’t be that much,” I quip. He says the amount, and my jaw drops. “Seriously?”

I wink at him and he laughs. "Pizza is ordered. It will be here in about twenty minutes." Gavin says as he walks back into the living room, sitting on a recliner over to the side of the couch. "You want to watch a movie with us dad?" Grant asks. Gavin nods his head and smiles at Grant. "Sure. What are you guys going to watch?" "Naudia said to find something good, so I am going to find a good scary movie to watch." Grant smirks at me, he knows I am not a fan of scary movies. They make me all paranoid and shit.