Elijah keeps looking at me, waiting for my reaction whenever something creepy happens. However, I keep my face straight and scream internally. Why couldn’t I say my favorite book wasDivergent? Anything is better than this.
And to make matters worse, all the lights are off, making the atmosphere even creepier.
How will I sleep alone at night tonight?Thank God I’ll have Simba to cuddle with, and I won’t be alone in the dark.
“Are you scared yet?” Elijah whispers from beside me.
He’s teasing me … that shit.
“Nope,” I say, popping theP.
“Are you suuuure?”
“Yesss.” I drag out theSand squeeze Amelia’s hand tighter.
She knows I’m terrified, yet we both don’t want her brother to win.
What happens next makes me feel like I’ve gone to heaven due to my heart rate going way too high suddenly.
Her bedroom door slowly creeps open.
Not a second later, a male body jumps into the room, screaming, “Boo!”
And can you guess who screams the loudest?
Elijah.
“Kill her, not me!” Elijah screams and pulls me in front of his body.
“Don’t kill me either. I’m too pretty to die,” Amelia yells and throws her body under Elijah’s and mine.
“If you touch me,” I warn, “I’ll go psycho bitch on your skanky ass.”
Silence fills the room.
After my firm statement, the light is flicked on … and there stands Leo.
He looks scared, pleased, and confused.
Oh God, did I really just say that?
He opens his mouth to say something but closes it a second later. “Well, that was not the reaction I was expecting,” he finally says blankly.
Both Elijah and Amelia let go of me and return to their original spots. Not before giving their amused brother a dirty look.
“You should have seen the way you guys held on to each other. Might as well have said the Hail Mary.” Leo gives us all a once-over and smiles at our straight, aggrieved faces. “That was the highlight of my month.” A throaty laugh escapes his mouth.
I rest my head on Amelia’s shoulder and glance away from him. From the corner of my eye, I can see his eyes lingering on me. I try not to let that affect me, but in reality, it makes me want to fan myself.
“Why were you guys watchingItout of all the movies you could have picked?” he asks from the doorway.
Elijah lies smoothly, “Trinity felt like peeing her pants.”
I fake laugh in his direction and glance over at Leo. “Who screamed the loudest?”
Not missing a beat, he points over to his brother. “Elijah.”
Ha.
