The Boy Who Could Fly

I run into my room to see a man, with red and yellow eyes looking around my room. His eyes staring into me, once they have fallen on my figure.

''Oh how good is it to see you again?" he said and i didn't move. i feel a gust of wind behind me, and i hear the door shut. but not even blinking.

''Why are you scaring us?" i asked all tough. i know what to do if he comes at me. I've watched enough super natural to get this shit down.

''Oh no reason. You are on my marching grounds. You need to leave.'' he said and flipped through one of my books that was my mum's.
''Okay, let us pack and we will be out of here in no time.'' i said and he flashed his fangs at me, ''no now sunny. i need this place now.'' he spat on my arm, making it burn and sizzle.

''no, let us pack.'' i said and walk, very slowly towards the dresser. i see Holy water and i reach for it. i may have forgotten to tell you that i put this in here for this rare occasion.
''okay, now you have to be out by day break.'' he said and he was gone.

''GUYS!" i yell and they come barging in. ''baby are you okay?" tone asked and i kissed him hard on the lips.
''yes.'' i said. ''we need to be out of here by dusk. or he will come back.'' i said and i grabbed tony's hand and pulled him into a hug. ''you know, when someone gets really scared or traumatized, they look for sexual comfort.'' tony said crashed his lips to mine.

''not now tone. we need to get the hell out of here.'' i said and i grabbed all of the duffle bags from underneath , our, bed.

''tony, ill get the clothes you get the posters and books.'' i said and he nodded. he left the room and about 10 mins later, he came back in with a arm full of band posters and books. ''all of them from my room. all my clothes are in here.'' he said in a deep breath. i laugh and continue packing clothes and clothes in different duffle bags. Tony and i are the same size in everything so it doesn't really matter if we have two separate bags.

i am just about done and i see the sky getting lighter. tony had just finished with the posters and books when Vic and Jaime roll in our room with their bags.

''we need to leave now.'' Jaime said and i just leave the rest of the black jeans. we have enough anyway.

''good, now never come back and tell the landlord to come up here.'' Someone said from behind me and i whip around and see its him.

''okay.'' i say and i as i walk out of the apartment and i feel a sense of relief fill my veins.



''off, to grammies.'' tony said and takes my hand.

Notes

guys im back and better. jk i was never gone.