It’s raining right now and it’s beautiful outside. As my fingers trace the droplets beating slowly against my bedroom window, I can’t help but think about you.
I climbed down the stairs hearing the creaking noises of a person moving inside the house. With weapon in hand, I slowly sneaked into the kitchen and looked around. There was no one but I was quite certain that I’d seen someone moving in here. That’s when I saw it. A shadow illuminated by the lighting that had struck outside. The intruder was in the living room! And I had to get him… I slowly tiptoed so I was right behind him and got ready to attack him right when he turned around and stopped me.
I struggled against him. “Let me go!!!”
Another flash of lightning illuminated the room and I froze in shock when I saw who it was. “Matt? What are you doing here?”
He looked at me with his sparkling, gray eyes, amused. “A baseball bat is your weapon of choice, huh?”
I glared at him and stomped up the stairs after making sure the front door was locked.
“Hey, come on Lilly. Don’t be mad at me. You know I hate it when you are.”
“Well you’re going to have say a lot more to get me to smile at you,” I grumbled as I opened the door to my bedroom. I was about to walk in when I felt Matt’s hand wrap around my wrist and whirl me around so I was facing him.
“What did I do wrong?” He asked innocently.
“Nothing. You did nothing wrong at all. Youdidn’tsneak around like some serial killer downstairs. Youdidn’ttell me you were going to be here without a warning. And youdidn’tscare me half to death,” I spat at him, annoyed and turned back to walk to my room.
”I came here so I could be with you and this is how you reward me.”
That got me. I looked back at him, his hands folded across his chest, leaning against the wall and staring at me with his sincere beautiful eyes. With a sigh, I walked back to him and thrust my hands around his waist, hugging him.
“I hate you,” I whispered.
“I love you,” he said with a chuckle as he put his arms around me. I loved the feeling of being in Matt’s arms. I always have…well notalways.
My mom is Matt’s mother’s best friend. They’d known each other since they were little and they grew up together like sisters. My mom was also the maid of honor for her best friend’s wedding. With all these connections, it was hard to avoid the “annoying Matt” when I was little girl. I mean really, when he’s spending nearly two hours everyday at my house, how could I have possibly ignored him?
The crackle of the thunder made me jump in fright out of his embrace and snap out of my reverie.
“Looks like there’s going to be a storm tonight,” I muttered staring out my bedroom window.
“Seems like it.”
“Exactly, so I insist that you go back home right now before it starts pouring cats and dogs out there.”
“No way. I’m spending the night with you.”
I looked up at him, alarmed. “With me?”
“Yes, with you. Mom’s not going to be home till the day after and I wouldn’t want you to fend for yourself alone, would I?”
“Of course you wouldn’t,” I muttered remembering that both our parents had gone out on an “adult’s day out”. I should’ve known Matt would come around to check on me.
“So, I’m going to crash here and make sure you don’t get yourself electrified to death.”
“Ha-ha. That’s hilarious. Really.” I rolled my eyes at him and went back downstairs and turned the TV on. It was going to be my source of entertainment for now. Just as I was getting comfortable watching a Simpson’s episode, the power cut off and the TV’s light clicked away suddenly making the house look eerie.
“Today is not my day,” I croaked.
Right then, I heard the plitter-platter of the rain against the pavement. At first it was light, and then it started getting heavy.
“Hey, look, it’s raining.”
“Yippee!” I muttered sarcastically.
“Come on, let’s go outside.”
My jaw dropped as I gaped at him.
“And what, have thermometers stuck down our throats the next day? Are you out of your mind?”
“Come on, you’ll like it!”
He walked over to me and scooped me into his arms as I thrashed against his firm hold.
“Matt, let me go!!!”
He ignored me as he walked toward the front door and as he put one hand on the knob, I looked up into his eyes and said slowly, “Put-me-down…now.”
He ignored me, opened the door, and ran into the rain as I closed my eyes, hoping that when I opened them again, I won’t wake up on a hospital bed, sick.