I walked out of Caroline's room with the full intention of looking for Josh but I actually really needed to use the bathroom, I wasn't lying. However, I couldn't point blank just tell her that I was needed to speak to her brother, I'm not quite sure if she knows about last night events as much as Josh does, he was the one that brought me home, I was wearing his shirt, his shirt that I had left back at the house. The long hallways were dark and eerie but I knew exactly where I was going.
As I made my way closer to the corner where the bathroom was, I bumped into a shadow. "Jesus" his voice spoke "Do you even know where you're going carebear?" his eyes twinkled in the darkness. My stomach flustered. Why did I get butterflies all of a sudden the second the word 'carebear' escaped his lips. I-I-I-" began stuttering but he played it off. "The bathroom" I blurted out. "I'm going to the bathroom". Josh chuckled. "Right t-"
I didn't let him finish but instead bolted towards the room and shut the door. I could picture him walking down the hallway snickering to himself.
When I was finished, I stared into the nearby mirror staring at my reflection lathering my hands with soap and rinsing them after. "Get a hold of yourself Lauren, find Josh, get some answers and head back to Caroline" I gave myself a little pep talk before walking out and back into the hall. The air was cool and light. I did indeed feel safer but was I?
....
Every now and again my eyes would flicker towards the second floor balcony hoping to catch a glimpse of Lauren. I didn't want to take whatever time away she had with my little sister, I even doubted that she wanted to stay with us where she would be safe, it's all I wanted.
I was in my own world at the bottom on the living room couch flickering through channels trying to find something to watch, some sort of distraction as to whatever the hell happened with Lauren last night and the fact that she was now walking freely in my own home. My thoughts now revolved around her, but why?
NCIS- too much police stuff
Law and Order- too much law
Ghost Whisperer- too fake
The Bachelor- too lovey dovey
Lifetime- too dramatic
Hallmark- too soppy
Awesomeness TV- too comedic
After searching through various channels in frustration for something to watch, I eventually gave up and resorted to watching Netflix. "Hmm horror" I thought to myself. Is horror something I want to get into in the middle of the day, mid afternoon? Regardless, American Horror Story was downright nasty, but I loved it, I loved the vast that the characters play, the symbolism behind each kill, I loved the fact that the same characters that started in the very first episode played various parts in the other seasons, quite clever if I must say so. I looked up at the balcony once more, still dark and no Lauren.
What could she be doing so long? Why did I care anyway, she was going to go back to my sister anyway.
I was now focused on an episode. The season where it primarily focuses on the circus, the killing clown and the circus freaks. I wouldn't say this was the best season, it wasn't. I preferred the ghost camping season, the apocalypse and perhaps the hotel: that wasn't a bad one either. The show was at the part whether or not Emma Roberts was going to take Evan Peters off somewhere not too far away from the circus grounds to kill him but instead she comes up with a completely different plan. There was no way she wanted to end his life and work against him, she actually liked him but didn't want to show it, she didn't want to risk her life: selfish if you ask me. I was so invested into this one episode until I saw her.
"Fancy seeing you down here carebear, what's up?" I fancied calling her that nickname, I knew how wild it drove her.
I was now sitting up in the couch as she maneuvered over to the couch handle staring at the screen "What are you watching?" she asked politely but before I could answer she let out a squeal. "AMERICAN HORROR STORY!!!!" her voice went off in my ears. She giggled "I cannot believe she even thought about killing Jimmy, what did Jimmy ever do to her" she scoffed "He was better off with the twins anyway" her eyes now averted to me taking a seat on the couch beside me.
I liked the fact that she was into horror as well, heck it was the same show. "So you're into this too uh?" she smiled. "I mean this is all for show, some of the scenes in this are gruesome"
"I know"
"So blood in real life doesn't scare you?"
"I mean" she paused. I was waiting for her to continue but she never did.
"Okay" I turned towards her. "Say you were at the doctor's and you're in a room and suddenly you look outside only to see four paramedics rushing in yelling for assistance, a male on a stretcher, a bullet went through his artery and blood was spilling everywhere" BINGO! Her face expression changed quickly at the mention of blood gushing. "This guy was at the brink of losing his life, won't you be disgusted, terrified, scared? Your insides turning?" she gulped and at the mention of this a hand covered my mouth, a brief indication to stop talking.
"Yes" she sighed. "You're gross". I laughed. "I got you didn't I carebear? Squirmy aren't ya"
Lauren seemed too suspicious.
"I know you didn't come all the way down here to reminisce about a television show, what do you really want?"
"I want to know what happened last night"