《Knowing the Psychopath Before [American Horror Story]》Chapter 4
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After I experienced a terrifying encounter like that, I have to tell someone about this. Jake needs to know even though he'll think I'm crazy. It was the next day, I was walking down the hallway while I peeked past the library. Tate was in there reading a book, sitting by himself in the back of the library. His full attention into the book. The library was usually where Tate was. Tate likes to read a lot. He's also very smart and in honor roll but he hates paying attention in class and teachers. I walked by swiftly so he wouldn't see me. Jake was at his locker as I walked up to him.
"Hey, Riley." Jake greeted me looking up from his books.
"Hey, I need to talk to you about something important." I said rapidly.
"What is it?" Jake becoming worried.
"It's about...Tate...and his house." I whispered checking around so no one heard me.
"What about him and his house?" Jake staring at me troubled.
I glanced around again. "I think his house is haunted...I heard a lady the first time we visited after I went back to get my purse...and when I went to use the bathroom I instead went down in his basement to check it out...and I heard the most terrifying screech it left me horrified...and I could feel the presence of something down there." I explained with fear in my blue eyes.
Jake stared back at me with a unsettled face as his eyebrows were narrow. "You sure?...I don't know...I haven't experienced any of those things...maybe it's your mind."
My face becoming angry while I bite my lip hard. "Jake...I know what I've been experiencing I'm not crazy! This is probably why Tate is a little off sometimes...why don't you check it out for yourself!"
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"Okay...let's do it." Jake said cocky; grinning at me.
"Well were going to have to not go to school one da..." as I heard behind me."Hey guys."
My body jumped up, turning around seeing blonde curly hair with a smirk close to my face. "Tate you scared me." I said breathing heavily.
He let out a little chuckle. "Are we going to lunch soon?"
"Yeah, we'll meet you there in a minute. We have to grab some things." Jake informed.
"What things?" Tate asked with piercing eyes.
"Things for one of our classes." Jake quickly apprised.
"Okay well hurry up, I don't like sitting out there with the stupid jocks." He mumbled waking away.
Feeling a huge sign of relief in the instant Tate walked away down the school hallway, letting out a breathe, "Now were going to have to do this during a school day."
"Okay but how are we going to get in?" Jake asked shutting his locker.
I bit down on my lip in the sign of thinking, "Well, why don't we just sneak in the basement."
Jake pointed his pretty eyes to the ceiling, thinking. "Well, look we have Riley coming into a bada**. He smiled at me with his gorgeous face, falling into fondness.
I smiled while my cheeks blushed red.
"Um...yeah we can do that." He agreed and we began walking to lunch.
After today, I laid down in my bed wondering how tomorrow is going to turn out; couldn't sleep. My body tossing and turning in between my sheets. The women's voice and the screech was all I could think about. I don't know if I can face that again tomorrow. In between thinking, I recalled Jake would be with me, so I won't have to do this alone. My nerves calmed down dosing off to sleep.
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