"You want what?" Of course, William's brother is not even wanting to know why some girl is knocking on his door at eleven at night. I didn't tell his brother I was William's cousin of course because they're related! He would know for sure that I was not his cousin. Instead, I told him that I was William's girlfriend from a long time ago, which I thought was a horrible plan since William told me to act it out and pretend I was actually his girlfriend. His brother is two years younger than me and at the age of fifteen, he looks older. He really looks like William except, of course, William just had to be hotter. William picked the perfect time that his parents weren't home and he always said that his brother was some loser with nothing to do on a school night alone. Now here I am, talking to his younger brother at eleven at night and right now I must look crazy. I'm surprised that his brother hasn't called the cops on me yet. I know I would if some weird girl came to my house asking for something I have no clue on where it is and on what it is.
"Look, I know that it may seem weird and really creepy that I'm here and stuff. But I know your brother." His brother raises his eyebrow and groans as he rubs his face.
"My brother is dead okay? I can't help you. I can't even help myself." Fuck. I try to think of something to allow him to get me what I want from all of this but nothing works.
"His name is Andrew and you need to get into my house. You need to go to my room and find my picture album and my key. You have to get in there." I block William's voice and try to think this through. Of course, his brother thinks how crazy I am and I can't blame him. His life is rough and now his night is turning rough too because of a girl trying to get in his house because she ‘once knew his brother.’ Give me a break.
"What if I told you your brother is not really dead?" Yup. I'm fucking crazy. Andrew's eyes bulge out and William swears under his breath.
"What the fuck do you mean he's not dead? He's dead. Okay? Now get out of here before I actually call the fucking cops." Crapppppppp!!!
"I'm not crazy okay? Ask me anything that you want to know and I'll tell you. I can hear your brother. Look just, ask me one question no one would ever know except your brother. Please." I'm pleading my heart out right now and praying that he'll agree with what I just said. Andrew takes a moment and sighs as he opens his door more and crosses his arms.
"Fine. But if you’re lying, I'm calling the cops, you crazy bitch." Okay, I kind of deserve that. Fine, I really deserve that.
"Fine. Whatever. Now, ask me anything that only you and your brother would know. Nobody else."
"Fine. When did I lose my virginity and to who did I lose it to?" I make a disgusting face and I really thought he would ask something else. Now, this is getting a bit weird.
"What the hell is he talking about. He hasn't lost his virginity. He wouldn't because he believes in true love and shit. He thinks he needs the right girl to lose it. Such a baby." Ugh crap.
"Are you sure you're right?" I whisper under my breath hoping that his brother doesn't notice me talking to myself.
"I'm positive." I sigh and pull the strands of my hair and hope that he's right. I look up and Andrew is waiting for my stupid answer to his stupid question. I hate guys.
"You haven't lost your virginity. You somehow think that you need the right girl to lose it to and your brother called you a big baby because of it."
"You. What? How? Fuck." His brother falls down and takes deep breaths as my answer startles the shit out of him. I go to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He looks up and there are tears in his eyes.
"Look. I can't explain it either okay? Just trust me on this and please let me in." Andrew stands up and wipes away his tears as he smiles at me.
"Yeah, sure. Come in." I walk into the house and blow out a breath that I've been keeping since the moment I came here. William laughs and I really want to punch this kid. He is dead, but still.
"Ah, I miss my house." I look around and wonder if he really misses it or if he's actually joking. Andrew sits down in the living room and goes on his phone. Great.
"You can look around. I don't really want to guide you around because I'm kind of creeped out by all of this." He goes back to looking at his phone and I roll my eyes. Great, I'm alone on this again. At least I have William though since he did live here before.
"Um help? Where do I go?"
"Upstairs." I look up and kind of scared of what is up there and what I'm going to expect coming up there. I turn to look at Andrew and he's not even paying attention to me. More like he's paying attention to the phone.
"No guy really puts that much attention on his phone. Must be a girl huh?" Andrew looks up and smiles. He does look like William, and that warms my heart.
"Yeah. Kind of. It's complicated I guess."
"Is she worth it for all of that complicated shit you're talking about?" Andrew laughs and shrugs as he looks back to the phone.
"I guess so. You know, you sound like William." I'm stuck on how he said that I sound like his dead brother and on how I feel happy that I sound like him. William is stuck in my head, but somehow I said those words coming out of my heart, not from William.
"Yeah well, I'm hoping that's a compliment."
"It's the best compliment you’re gonna get." I laugh and turn around to look at the stairs. I take a deep breath and let it out as I walk upstairs to the dungeon of my hell.