The phone trilled again; a hollow screech in an otherwise hollow house. Of course I knew who it was and I was definitely not going to answer it. I wasn’t going near it. I wasn’t entirely sure what he was able to do and I was in no hurry to find out.
For three days now this has happened; three torturous days I sat in this house hoping against hope that he would stop.
He didn't.
I shifted on the couch, watching, waiting for the next move. Of course it came, right on cue. The house and its surrounding got eerily quiet and for an instant I knew what it was like to be deaf. That's when I sensed it. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and simultaneously my mind and body turned toward the back door. The thin, sliding glass that separated me from the white lawn; separated me from him. The snow covered every inch of the once grassy yard, turning the faded blue house into a warm shelter for the frost bitten occupants. As I looked out at the familiar landscape he stepped from the darkness into the light.
Aiden probed my mind, gently, as if he was touching something precious. Each touch was like pin pricks. I looked at him, his beautiful face contorted in deep concentration.
Just three months ago, we were best friends. Has it really been that long? Three months since he “disappeared”, three months since he brought things up better left in to dark. Seemed like an eternity since he had left and worse yet, I missed him. I missed him, as someone would miss an arm or a leg that was no longer there. Finally his touch faded and I felt a sweet relief that I was somehow impermeable to his tricks.
"Kaye, let me in. We have to talk." He placed his hand on the door causing the already chill room to instantly drop a couple more degrees.
"Get away Aiden. Just leave. I don't want to speak to you again."
I looked into his eyes which searched for mercy, for forgiveness--something I couldn't give him. Not now. Not yet. One of his hands still rested lightly on the door while the other hung idle at his side. I knew that at this moment he was trying not to seem threatening; but I knew what he was. I knew how, in a instant, those elegant hands could turn into killing machines.
“Go away Aiden, I’m done playing this game.”
I got to my feet and turned my back on my best friend. I walked through the living room that I’ve played in since I was born, a room that I barely knew anymore and up the stairs to a room that I’ve slept in since I was in first grade and had my first sleep over in. Wearily I turned the warn, metal doorknob and walked into a room that seemed too small to hold all the problems that now rested on my shoulders.
Before I knew what was happening two arms wrapped around me and to my astonishment I couldn’t find the will to move. Couldn't find the will to breath.
I felt a cool breath on the back of my neck.
“On the contrary Princess, the games’ just begun.”

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