Dead by Morning

By Kayla Krantz

Horror, New adult fiction

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Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen
“Well, go ahead and make your jokes,” Luna said to him.
“I wasn’t thinking of jokes. I wanted to say that you look beautiful. Susan did a good job,” he said admiringly.
“Why did you have her kidnap me?” she asked him agitated.
“Because if you were to be my date for the dance then I wanted you to look good,” he replied. “Everyone in the school is wondering why I’m bringing you.”
“Me too,” she snorted.
“I’ll show them why,” he said, gesturing to her.
“But Susan wants so badly to go with you…why not take her instead of me?” she asked. “I mean, she’s gorgeous, she doesn’t even need makeup.”
Chance shrugged, uninterested. “If you say so. She’s my friend.”
“So, that means you can’t take her?” she asked, looking up at him.
“It’s complicated.”
“How so?” she asked.
He sighed and pulled a beautiful long stemmed rose out of the back of his jacket. He straightened out the petals and handed it to her. “This is for you. I know you hate this stuff, but I think it really completes you.”
She took it slowly, careful of the pricks of the thorns. She stared at it for a moment then back at him. “What am I supposed to do with it?”
He shrugged. “I just thought you might like it.”
Luna didn’t want to admit it, but she did like it. She stared at it again, wanting to smell the gentle maroon petals, but she didn’t want Chance to see that she liked it.
“We have to go; the dance will be starting soon,” he said and grasped her arm.
“Ouch, let go of me,” Luna said, eyes still on the rose.
He didn’t listen as they walked towards the door. He opened it and pulled her onto the porch step. He closed the door, and they walked towards the truck. Once they reached it, he let go of her and grumbling, she walked around the truck to the passenger door and climbed in at the same time that he climbed into the driver’s side door.
As he turned on the engine, Luna sighed and pulled the seatbelt across her. She looked at Chance and noted he was wearing a tuxedo that looked extremely professional. His hair looked carefully combed, and she realized that he had actually prepared himself for the dance. She glanced down at the rose again to brush her hand across the petals as she thought up a question.
“So, how long do you plan on keeping me trapped there?” she asked him.
He smiled. “Don’t think of it like that, you’ll stress yourself out.”
“That wasn’t an answer,” she pointed out.
He yawned. “It was to me.”
Luna sighed and looked down at her hand as it clutched the stem. She realized that her nails were polished a deep blue.
“Don’t look so down. I’ll take good care of you,” he said.
They drove in silence. When he finally reached the school, he stopped the car and they sat there in silence. He turned to look at her, and she looked back at him.
“What?” she asked him finally.
“You’re gonna be my date in front of the whole school, don’t you have some kind of remark about that?” he asked wonderingly.
“No, I just want to get tonight over with.”
He sighed and opened his door. “All right.”
She watched him for a moment. He wasn’t acting like himself again. He was being that strange boy that she had had dinner with a few nights ago. What was it that made him act like that when no one else was around?
“You coming or what?” he asked.
She nodded and opened the door to join him outside. She left the rose on the seat before closing the door. He stepped ahead of her and led the way to the door. He looked at the ground and took a deep breath of air before he pushed open the doors to the gym.
Luna followed behind him and looked around carefully. The lights in the gym were dulled. Balloons lined the walls and streamers hung across the ceiling. At the other end of the gym was a stage with a microphone, a drum set, and a guitar. She guessed that someone would be playing live music. She frowned at the decorations.
Chance walked across the floor towards the place where people had gathered to dance. The second that somebody noticed him, he wrapped his arm around her.
“Make room for us,” he said.
“Oh, my god, is that Chance Welfrey with Luna Ketz?” Luna heard someone mutter from the crowd.
Instantly, she looked down at the floor, away from their eyes. There was no way that she could avoid drawing attention to herself. Luna pushed him away from her and made her way over to a table that was covered in food where the crowd was sparser.
Chance stayed where he was and looked around the people near him. At the sight of him alone, a couple girls ran up to him and she guessed they were asking him for a dance. She smiled a bit to herself…maybe if he got distracted with the other girls then he would forget that she was there. As she watched, he shooed the girls away with a simple movement of his arm, and Luna sighed in disappointment. He walked over to her suddenly and looked at her through curious blue eyes.
“What’s wrong? Don’t like the paparazzi?” he laughed.
“You should dance with those other girls,” she said.
“Why?” he asked, scrunching up his face.
“Because I want to go home.”
He shook his head. “No way, you’re not going home without at least giving me one dance.”
Luna frowned. “Do we really have to?”
“Do I have to tell David that you didn’t follow his orders?” he asked, tipping his head to the side.
Luna gritted her teeth. She knew he’d keep his promise. “Fine, you win.”
He smiled and held out his hand to her. “Of course I did.”
Reluctantly, she set her hand in his. His skin felt clammy beneath her fingers, and it was like he had been sweating. Luna wanted to pull her hand back, but she forced herself to keep it there. He closed his hand around hers and pulled her onto the dance floor. The music turned to a slow, sappy song, forcing them to slow dance. He set his hands on her waist and forced her arms up onto his shoulders.
As he began to step to the music, she looked up at him. “Why do you do this to me?”
“Do what?” he asked calmly.
“Make me go to things like this. I mean, I know you don’t like me. What could you possibly want from me?” Luna asked him.
He looked back at her, and for a minute, he didn’t speak. He looked like he had been caught off guard by her question. “I can’t tell you.”
“You can blackmail me into going on dates with you, and you can have your friends kidnap me, but you can’t tell me why you do it?” she asked him in disbelief.
“Look, you’ll find out eventually, and you won’t like it, I know. I try hard to get you to feel something towards me so that when you find that out, you won’t fight me,” he whispered in her ear.
“Find what out? What could be so bad? Do Susan and Kate and all of them know what it is?” Luna asked him as she pulled back to look at his face carefully.
“No, they don’t know. No one does. Just keep quiet, okay,” he said.
“Does this have to do with the thing that you hide in your pocket?” Luna asked him a bit louder this time.
A couple people around them turned to look as she raised her voice to him. Chance looked at them and smiled nervously before he looked back at Luna. He had to resist the urge to shake her into silence.
“I don’t hide anything in my pocket okay?” he snarled suddenly. “That’s all just your imagination, Luna. Now drop it.”
Luna looked back at him and part of her was frightened by his sudden anger. He was hiding something from her…and from everyone else as well.
“Okay, we’re setting up to play. We need a volunteer singer to help us out,” a voice called suddenly from the stage.
“How about Chance does it?” Luna heard a girl say.
Suddenly, the anger dissolved from Chance’s face as he turned to look at her. Luna realized that all of his rage had been solely directed at her.
“Yeah, I’ll do it. Why not?” She barely heard him say.
He let go of her and moved through the cheering crowd towards the stage. The band took its place, and Chance stood at the microphone. He looked completely comfortable up there and normal. The band began to play “Every Breath you Take” by the Police, and Luna watched Chance observantly. As soon as it was to the singing part, he began to sing the words gently, and his voice was beautiful.
As Luna watched him, she knew that he looked like any other teenage boy. The girls around Luna were cheering him on, but she stayed silent. His eyes flicked to her suddenly as he reached the chorus of the song, and they flashed in the lights. As Luna looked back at him, she knew that there was something bad. Something that separated him from all the other teenage boys and made him a danger to the people that called him ‘friend’.


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