Chapter 7

When alana woke up she was startled by a loud noise. she had noticed that it was 10:00 p.m. So she went down stairs to investigate. When she came down she saw Scott, who was in her house. "How did you get in my house?" she asked a little scared. "They sold a copy of your keys off the internet." he said with a smirk. "What?" said alana. "It was a joke." he said sarcasticaly. "So how are you?" "I'm doing okay." She replied a little relieved that scott showed up. "Where are you staying?" she asked. "I don't have any where to stay." he said as if he was dropping hints. "Well you, um, you could stay here, I guess." "Okay thanks." he said holding all his stuff in his hands and going up stairs to follow her. "what room do you want to be in?" "Yours." he said and with that he grabbed her waist and kissed her. "whoa, you were not invited to do that." she said angrily. "Sorry, i'll take the room next to yours." "Shit. she thought to herself, forgetting that the two guest rooms were down stairs and one up stairs next to hers. "okay. well see you in the morning." "okay goodnight." He walked into the room and looked at all the family pictures. It was well past 11:00 and scott got bored so he walked around the house to explore. And he got to alana's room. He pushed the door open and quietly slipped in. he took a look at her and smiled. she looked so innocent. Her hair was sort of messy because she was sleeping. Then scott slowly pushed back her blanket to reveal her night gown. It was short and dark blue and you could see her thighs. It was that short. It was all silk so it felt nice,and that's when he knew he would rather die that live a life without her. In the morning, when she woke up she saw that her door was wide open and her blanket was on the ground. she quickly changed into flares and a blue turtleneck. she left her hair down and got out of bed. It was cold because of the summer rain they had. When she looked for scott, he was gone and so was all her pictures of her and her friends. She sat down on the couch to think about this and found a letter laying on the ground.

Chapter 8

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