Silly Games: Wattpad Edition

Act 2

It's been about a week.

I know because he likes to turn the radio on to the news.

He consistently listens to Fox and classic rock.

The majority of my days were spent listening to the radio, eating burnt potato chips, and hearing him try to play bass guitar.

Sometimes, he would try to touch me, but for some reason, he would quickly pull his hand back.

The basement is still dark as ever.

I've never been able to see his face.

Is it even him? Yes, I know it's him... I can recognize his voice and his sense of humor and his personality.

"Do you want a napkin, my love?" he asks.

I don't answer.

Determined, he shoves a napkin into my face. "Here, take it."

"Don't touch me..." I growl.

Louis sighs. "You'll have to come around sometime. Nobody's looking for you... I've made sure of it."

Awkward silence enters the room, a feeling I know all too well.

"...Well, goodnight" he says, leaving the basement.

I can see the light coming from the door as he leaves. His silhouette is barely visible, walking up the stairs.

Somehow, something feels... off.

I lay my head on the pillow he'd provided me and try to sleep.