Daddy Please 8

Now, I’m pretty sure that I must have gone COMPLETELY pale. Even thought earlier in the day, when I had kicked my dad’s ass, he hadn’t seen me, I’m pretty sure that after what happened, he wouldn’t be in a good mood. Even from the doorway I could see the HUGE bruise formed on his forehead. And I couldn’t help but laugh. But then I thought about the possibility of my dad killing my future husband, and stopped.

Now, I really didn’t want to have to hurt him again, okay maybe I did, but I was going to avoid it at all costs. So he better not even try it! Although, it looked like they were actually having a conversation. Uh, weird.

When I started laughing, they had stopped talking, and were now staring at me. I walked slowly into the room, keeping an eye on Brian.

“Hey, Ayz. Why didn’t you tell me Nell was back in town?” Brian asked. He is SUCH a fake.

I stared at him as if he was stupid. Which, he was.

“He just came back today, and I haven’t seen you all day.” I said dryly. I riveted my eyes toward Nell and saw that he was frowning.

“Oh, well, I’ve been busy.” Brian said, and I didn’t doubt it in my head.

“Listen, “DAD” we have to go now.” I said striding over to Nell , and taking his arm in a death grip. He stood up when I pulled, but didn’t look to happy about doing so.

“By 10:30 I hope?” He asked, also rising, standing an amazing 7 inches above me. Did I mention my father was like a giant??!!

I remembered our “meeting” that was coming this night, and automatically turned my mind away from it.

I smiled “sweetly” and replied with a quick “sure”. After Nell and my father had said farewell’s I practically dragged him out the door.

The night was cool, and once we made it to Nell’s *NICE* car, I leaned against it taking deep breaths, calming my strung up nerves.

“Hey” Nell said, coming to stand in front of me. “are you okay?” He was concerned, and I suddenly started feeling guilty. I mean, what was I getting him into? He might not know it, but WAS in danger. Anybody close to me was.

I smiled, and straightened, bring me closer to Nell. “Yea, sorry. Just…..a little stressed lately.”

“About your mom?” He started rubbing my bare arms, and they tingled where his hands trailed them. I looked into his Orangeish eyes, and thought of the sun. The bright, joyful, burning hot, full of life sun. THAT WAS NELL.

“That…..and I’m failing algebra.” That was my answer. WOW, was that the least of my problems!!

He smiled bright, and I frowned, thinking he was making fun of me.

“You already told me.” he said instead. “If you need me to help you, Ayz, I can. I’m pretty good at algebra.”

He dropped his hands, and popped open the door, “but for now, we’re gonna catch up. Get in.” I jumped in the car, and we sped off to our date.

After about a half hour of driving, and talking, we arrived at a warehouse. I really, really, old warehouse. Okay, I thought. This is a little too creepy.

“Uh…Nell, what are we doing here?” How did I know that Nell wasn’t some pervert and brought me here to rape me?? I didn’t. You can NEVER trust anybody.

I must have looked a bit disturbed because his face softened, and he put his hand on my arm. “Hey, I just brought you here to see something. Don’t you remember this place?” He asked.

I looked out of the car window at the warehouse, even though it was dark and I could scarcely see the eerie place. One thing I did recognize, though, was the spray painted names on the side of it. Since it was written in lime green, and bright pink, it stuck out more than any other colors. Onall and Ayzolenn…forever friends. Was written across the whole front of it. I remember doing this…..I thought.

I was 12 and Nell was 15. Since Nell had his permit, he could drive. Even though it was illegal without an adult in the car. Like we cared. So it was about 2 in the morning, and I was just about to fall asleep when I heard I certain scratching I had become accustomed to. Sitting up with a jerk, I threw off my comforter, and padded over to my window. It swung open with a teeny creak, and I peeked my head around the corner, waiting for the scratching to come again. When it did, it was to the left of me.

I slipped on a hoodie, put my hair up, and slipped on some tennis shoes. After that, I climbed out my window, and jumped the two stories. I know, it might sound extreme, but much practice had made me a pro. I ran around to the left side of the house and came face to face with Nell.

“Hey” He whispered.

“Hey.” I said back.

“Come on.” He replied, and turned, walking toward his house.

“Where are we going??” I asked, but followed anyway.

He turned his head, and in the streetlight I could see him smirk.

“We are going to a haunted house.” He said, and ducked under the midway open garage door. His claim that we were going to a haunted house sped me up more than it would any other 12 year old.

Once we were inside the garage, I saw Nell jump inside his mothers pick-up.

My eyes widened, and I went around to the driver’s side, not wanting to get in.

“Nell, what are you DOING??” I hissed in a harsh whisper. He just smiled and said “Just get in.”

Even though I was doubtful about it, I trusted Nell, and got in the Truck.

After a while of driving he pulled into some creepy building, that had ivy running up the sides, and boarded up windows.

“Where are we??!!” I said.

He turned the car off, and got out, and , of course, I followed.

“I told you we were going to a haunted house” He said, and kept striding toward one of the inaccessible windows.

I rolled my eyes, and trudged along behind him still. Once he came to the window, he grabbed it and pulled, breaking the rusty nails, and flinging the once attached board into the brown weeds. He turned towards me, and ushered me inti the building, he was not far behind me.

We toured the house, laughing at all the silly things we got scared of, after screaming our heads off. It had to be one of the most fun, and terrifying thing Id ever done. Once we had escaped the old warehouse *that’s what Nell said it was* Nell went to the car and got two cans of spray paint.

We spray painted our names on the building, and went home, nobody ever discovering our adventure. That was the last time I had ever hung out with Nell alone.

I looked at him, and relief crossed over his amazingly hott features.

“Sorry.” I smiled reassuringly and said.. “I just…was remembering the time we did that. It was the very last time we hung out together.”

He said “I know, and I’m sorry I was such a jerk to you.”

“It’s ok.” I replied. “Everyone’s a jerk one time or another.”

“True that.” He said, and got out of the car. I waited for him to come to the other side, and open my door to get out.

It was the most incredible date I had ever been on. Up until we had to leave, we stared at the constellations, and Nell told me the name of every single one. Like I said, he was smart, and apparently still is. When he dropped me off at my house, I have to admit, I was disappointed, but yet relieved that he said he’d call me.

No kiss. Bleh. But there will be more chances for that later. After *that is* that I bust Brian….The serial killer….