THE BOY NEXT DOOR

CONNECTED & CREEPY

Aimee's POV
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" My mother yelled. What the heck? How does she know him?

I looked at him and he smiled looking up at me. "Do I know you?" I asked.

I know it sounds weird but I feel connected to him....somehow. "No you don't Aimee! We have to leave!!" My mom says, trying to get us to walk away.

"Come on. Why don't you tell them?" The guy smirked. Okay. This is getting creepy. I agreed with my mom, and walked away. "Who the heck was that?" I whispered to myself.

"I think that was your birth father!" Rydel said, out of nowhere. I stopped dead in my tracks and laughed nervously. "Rydel, he can't be my birth father"

"But Aimee, you two look alike. That has to be him!" She exclaimed.

"From what I heard about my birth father, my mom and Connor hated him. He seemed so nice though!" I say, not believing Rydel.

She just nods not saying another word. I decided to ask my mom. She can't lie to me.

I looked behind me to see my mom talking to Stormie. I walked over to them, and walked besides them. "Mom, can you PLEASE be honest with me. I'm begging you. PLEASE!" I say.

She gives me a smile. "Sure sweetie"

"Was that my birth father?" I asked. Her eyes widened. "Of course not Aimee"

"Than who was that? How'd you know him?" I asked, looking up at her. She laughed nervously. "He was an old friend" she says, not making eye contact. I just nod believing her.

"Did you know that guy?" I asked, walking next to Connor. "No" he says. I guess it has to be true. I mean, I'd know if Connor was lying so if he doesn't know him than it can't be my birth father.