Gabriel's soft, gentle voice breaks through the silence, “They are on their way.” I tiptoe back over to my bed and look down to Gabriel as he continues, “They said a lot of crazy stuff has been happening tonight.” He looks into my eyes before asking, “Are you ok?”
No! No, I am not ok! Someone is in my house. My sister is in my room, and I'm waiting for a scary horror character to jump out and kill us both! To top it all off, Megan is hogging Mr. Wiggles! I softly whisper down to him, “Yeah, I'm ok.” Looking over to Megan I realize she is not ok. Tears are streaming down her face and Mr. Wiggles is being squeezed so hard it looks like his head is about to pop off. I can't let that happen. Whispering loud enough for her to hear, “Megan, get in the closet.” I see the confusion on her face. After a lot of doubt clouding her eyes, I finally tell her, “There is a secret, small door in the bottom of it. It leads to Ramon's old apartment.” She now runs to the closet and eagerly goes in without any hesitation.
She turns around long enough to whisper back to me, “Come on, Vince.” Fine, I guess it's time for me to go into the closet, instead of coming out of the closet. Bahaha, get it? Yeah, yeah, I know. God that is a stupid, immature joke, Vince. Hey! I have the right to be stupid and immature at the moment, thank you very much. My closet is quite large, thanks to my parents for the walk in closet design, lol. I help her open the secret door to my old friend's house. Ramon and I built the little door to go over the vent entrance. It gave it more of an adventure type of feel. We both loved to game so it made our days to use secret vent doors to each other's room. I really don't care what you guys are thinking about this whole door thing, Ramon and I were happy, immature, gaming boys and we enjoyed every moment of it. So keep your judgement to yourselves. He moved away two months ago to live with his grandparents after his abusive father was finally thrown in jail, for other charges, but whatever works. Ramon's safe and happy, so really that's all that matters. Even though his grandparents live all the way in England, we still chat on our phone with each other. Friends for life, that is the pledge all of my friends and myself live by.
Megan is now waiting at the entrance for me to join her. There is something missing, looking around my room I try to figure out what I need to grab before leaving it. I start to do a check list.....Phone, check.......Mr. Wiggles, Megan still is holding onto him, check.....backpack, it has my money in it, check.......snacks and drinks…check… Hey, you never know, best to be safe than sorry. What am I forgetting? I look around the room, then it hits me. I can't leave Cuddles here. Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want. I didn't name him, Megan did. We wanted a puppy. My parents told us we could have one, but....I got to choose the puppy and Megan got to chooses the name. We just got him and no I didn't choose a fierce, big dog. I had to get a small one since that is what is on the apartment agreements for dogs. So, we have a silver, min-pint. What can I say, he's to cute to turn down.
Apparently cuddles is more scared than we are. I see a shivering, little bump under my sheet. As I reach for him, someone starts to bang on my bedroom door. I rip the sheet off my bed, grab Cuddles and dash to Megan's side. She is now racing through the little door and into the long, dark tunnel to Ramon's old apartment. What we are in use to be part of the heat\cooling system, but it was shut down a while back and we now use window units to cool and heat our apartments.
The tunnel is so dark I can not even see Megan crawling in front of me. Small, dark tunnel with no light at the end of it. There is something I forgot to tell her, what was it? Oh yeah, don't go straight, you have to turn right at the first right turn. Dang it! I can't see my hand in front of my face, let alone a right tunnel. It becomes obvious we missed the turn. Megan pushes on the small vent cover in front of her. Ramon's room has a small door on his vent entrance, just like mine.
I hear her frustration building as she continues to push on the vent cover. “Why won't it open!?” Grabbing at her feet, I try to move her enough to see what's outside the vent. Where ever we were there was lights on in the room. Then it hits me as I hear a familiar sound, something I hear every day. Keychains rattling against each other. I pull on Megan’s leg, “Do you hear that?”
She stops pushing on the vent. After a few silent seconds of listening she finally says, “Yes, it has to be Jayson.”
I nod in agreement to her answer, but as I go to tell her to call out to him...A very high pitched scream echoes through the hallway in front of us. Yes, I figure Jayson is on his way to our apartment, which implies we are looking out into our hallway to all the apartments on this side of the tenth floor. Our hallway is just down to the right of this one. We have to get his attention and stop him now.
I look down to Gabriel, who appears to be walking somewhere, and state, “I need to call Jayson.” He looks to me with a worried expression upon his face as I continue, “He is walking down to my apartment now. I need to stop him.”
He nods his head as he opens and door. In a very confident voice he tells us, “I will meet all of you outside of the apartment building.” I hear a car door open as he continues, “I am on my way to get you.”
Yeah, I know, important things are happening in the hallway but I can’t help it. My boyfriend said he is on his way to get me…...I may have melted into a giant water puddle if it wasn’t for my sister yelling out, “Hurry up and call Jayson, Love Bug!”
I grumble a few non existing words under my breath as I hang up with Gabriel and quickly find Jayson’s name and wait silently for an answer.
“Hello?” Jayson’s voice sounds a little different. I am guessing he found our front door. After only a second and yet fast enough to prevent me from saying a word, he yells out, “Man, what happened to your door?! Are you ok?!”
Oh my God, I have to shut him up and fast. “Jayson, listen to me. Don’t ask questions until we are together. Get back down the hallway, near the elevator and pronto.” I wait and hold my breath as seconds seem more like hours as we wait in total silence for him to get back near the vent. We finally hear his keychains once again. This time, they are much louder which implies he is running.
I hear Megan yell out to him, “Jayson!”
Looking over Megan’s body I see a quick glimpse of Jayson’s legs walking past the vent towards the elevators. “Jayson, stop!” Without giving him any spare time to say anything, I finally tell him through the phone, “We are in the vent to the left of the elevators.”
He comes over to the vent. I see him turn on his flashlight and peer into us, and now I’m blinded. Really! “Why are you in there?”
I figured why not, I can’t resist. “Megan wanted to know what it was like to be a mouse in a vent.”
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No! No, I am not ok! Someone is in my house. My sister is in my room, and I'm waiting for a scary horror character to jump out and kill us both! To top it all off, Megan is hogging Mr. Wiggles! I softly whisper down to him, “Yeah, I'm ok.” Looking over to Megan I realize she is not ok. Tears are streaming down her face and Mr. Wiggles is being squeezed so hard it looks like his head is about to pop off. I can't let that happen. Whispering loud enough for her to hear, “Megan, get in the closet.” I see the confusion on her face. After a lot of doubt clouding her eyes, I finally tell her, “There is a secret, small door in the bottom of it. It leads to Ramon's old apartment.” She now runs to the closet and eagerly goes in without any hesitation.
She turns around long enough to whisper back to me, “Come on, Vince.” Fine, I guess it's time for me to go into the closet, instead of coming out of the closet. Bahaha, get it? Yeah, yeah, I know. God that is a stupid, immature joke, Vince. Hey! I have the right to be stupid and immature at the moment, thank you very much. My closet is quite large, thanks to my parents for the walk in closet design, lol. I help her open the secret door to my old friend's house. Ramon and I built the little door to go over the vent entrance. It gave it more of an adventure type of feel. We both loved to game so it made our days to use secret vent doors to each other's room. I really don't care what you guys are thinking about this whole door thing, Ramon and I were happy, immature, gaming boys and we enjoyed every moment of it. So keep your judgement to yourselves. He moved away two months ago to live with his grandparents after his abusive father was finally thrown in jail, for other charges, but whatever works. Ramon's safe and happy, so really that's all that matters. Even though his grandparents live all the way in England, we still chat on our phone with each other. Friends for life, that is the pledge all of my friends and myself live by.
Megan is now waiting at the entrance for me to join her. There is something missing, looking around my room I try to figure out what I need to grab before leaving it. I start to do a check list.....Phone, check.......Mr. Wiggles, Megan still is holding onto him, check.....backpack, it has my money in it, check.......snacks and drinks…check… Hey, you never know, best to be safe than sorry. What am I forgetting? I look around the room, then it hits me. I can't leave Cuddles here. Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want. I didn't name him, Megan did. We wanted a puppy. My parents told us we could have one, but....I got to choose the puppy and Megan got to chooses the name. We just got him and no I didn't choose a fierce, big dog. I had to get a small one since that is what is on the apartment agreements for dogs. So, we have a silver, min-pint. What can I say, he's to cute to turn down.
Apparently cuddles is more scared than we are. I see a shivering, little bump under my sheet. As I reach for him, someone starts to bang on my bedroom door. I rip the sheet off my bed, grab Cuddles and dash to Megan's side. She is now racing through the little door and into the long, dark tunnel to Ramon's old apartment. What we are in use to be part of the heat\cooling system, but it was shut down a while back and we now use window units to cool and heat our apartments.
The tunnel is so dark I can not even see Megan crawling in front of me. Small, dark tunnel with no light at the end of it. There is something I forgot to tell her, what was it? Oh yeah, don't go straight, you have to turn right at the first right turn. Dang it! I can't see my hand in front of my face, let alone a right tunnel. It becomes obvious we missed the turn. Megan pushes on the small vent cover in front of her. Ramon's room has a small door on his vent entrance, just like mine.
I hear her frustration building as she continues to push on the vent cover. “Why won't it open!?” Grabbing at her feet, I try to move her enough to see what's outside the vent. Where ever we were there was lights on in the room. Then it hits me as I hear a familiar sound, something I hear every day. Keychains rattling against each other. I pull on Megan’s leg, “Do you hear that?”
She stops pushing on the vent. After a few silent seconds of listening she finally says, “Yes, it has to be Jayson.”
I nod in agreement to her answer, but as I go to tell her to call out to him...A very high pitched scream echoes through the hallway in front of us. Yes, I figure Jayson is on his way to our apartment, which implies we are looking out into our hallway to all the apartments on this side of the tenth floor. Our hallway is just down to the right of this one. We have to get his attention and stop him now.
I look down to Gabriel, who appears to be walking somewhere, and state, “I need to call Jayson.” He looks to me with a worried expression upon his face as I continue, “He is walking down to my apartment now. I need to stop him.”
He nods his head as he opens and door. In a very confident voice he tells us, “I will meet all of you outside of the apartment building.” I hear a car door open as he continues, “I am on my way to get you.”
Yeah, I know, important things are happening in the hallway but I can’t help it. My boyfriend said he is on his way to get me…...I may have melted into a giant water puddle if it wasn’t for my sister yelling out, “Hurry up and call Jayson, Love Bug!”
I grumble a few non existing words under my breath as I hang up with Gabriel and quickly find Jayson’s name and wait silently for an answer.
“Hello?” Jayson’s voice sounds a little different. I am guessing he found our front door. After only a second and yet fast enough to prevent me from saying a word, he yells out, “Man, what happened to your door?! Are you ok?!”
Oh my God, I have to shut him up and fast. “Jayson, listen to me. Don’t ask questions until we are together. Get back down the hallway, near the elevator and pronto.” I wait and hold my breath as seconds seem more like hours as we wait in total silence for him to get back near the vent. We finally hear his keychains once again. This time, they are much louder which implies he is running.
I hear Megan yell out to him, “Jayson!”
Looking over Megan’s body I see a quick glimpse of Jayson’s legs walking past the vent towards the elevators. “Jayson, stop!” Without giving him any spare time to say anything, I finally tell him through the phone, “We are in the vent to the left of the elevators.”
He comes over to the vent. I see him turn on his flashlight and peer into us, and now I’m blinded. Really! “Why are you in there?”
I figured why not, I can’t resist. “Megan wanted to know what it was like to be a mouse in a vent.”
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