Wicked Misdemeanors (girlxgirl principal/student)

Chapter 26: Unexpected Visit

Our fingers were intertwined the entire ride back to my house, every so often her thumb would brush over my hand which would make my heart skip a beat and my stomach jump. The moment we got home my door was opened for me. I walked to the front door while fishing for my keys in my purse until a soft hand stopped me from taking another step closer.

"The door." Amy's words were cold and terse. When my eyes found the door, I could see it was cracked.

"What the hell." I whispered the words, not wanting to draw attention to ourselves in case the intruder was close by in the house.

Her eyes connected with mine then looked down at my keys. Immediately I handed them over. I watched as she took the biggest key on my ring and put it in between her knuckles with the ridged part sticking out. She walked in first cautious not to make a sound. I followed suit holding onto her shoulder with one hand. We made it into the kitchen where Amy traded the keys in her hand for a knife from the block on the counter. She gripped it tight; knuckles white. My grip on her shoulder tightened in fear as the realization hit.

"You're really going to stab someone with that thing?" I whispered in disbelief

"If it means that you'd be safe then yes." Her words were hushed but I could tell that she meant it. If it came down to it she would kill someone for me.

I followed behind her as she continued to tiptoe through the house. The downstairs area was clear so we decided to head upstairs. We walked down the hallway peering into each room until I heard a crash in my bedroom. We sped up our steps down the hallway, I stood in the doorway of my bedroom seeing a dark figure standing at my desk from the body structure I could just barely make out that it was a man. He turned his head just an inch, causing the light to project in a slightly different way. I

"Camryn?" I ask taking a step into the room. He turned to look at us fully, eyes as big as saucers, in a panic. Suddenly he threw the lamp that sat on my desk towards me, within a split-second Amy pushed me out of the way of the flying object and I heard it crash to the floor. Pieces shattering everywhere.

"He's gone." Amy said looking into the room. The window was open, curtains blowing in the wind. I ran to it trying to see if I could see which direction fled but he had already vanished. "What the hell was he doing here? We need to call the police he just trespassed on your property.!"

I was deep in thought and walked to my desk. I tried to see what he was looking for on it.

"He didn't touch anything on my desk besides the lamp..." I looked over my desk once again just to make sure I didn't miss anything. I didn't...it was exactly the way it was that I left it then why--- in that second my eyes caught attention of the picture on my desk. The one that Id planned on more than likely shattering or throwing out but I had yet to do so. One of Camryn and I when we were actually happy/the both of us.

"Were your closet doors open last time we were here?"

"No, they weren't."

She ripped open the doors to further investigate the closet. I watched cautiously when she did, which revealed a camcorder. She must've read my mind because as soon as I wondered if there was a card in it she grabbed it to look in the compartment.

My heart stopped. "It's gone." Her face was drained of all color as she looked back at me.

"Do you think?"

"I'm hoping not dear."

What happens if he recorded us? How long could that have been here?" I sit down on the bed my hands over my face. "What's going to happen?"

"We are going to hope he didn't catch what we think he did, and maybe there is a way we can get it back." Amy sat down on the bed beside me. She brushed a strand of hair out of my face." And we live like nothing is going to change, if we panic about this and it turns out he didn't catch anything then we will just be outing ourselves out."

"Yeah, you're right. Can we at least like shut the window, put a sheet over it, cardboard anything? It's freaking me out." I rub my hands up and down my arms as if to warm myself though I'm not cold. I felt her arms wrap around me to pull me in closer before kissing the top of my head.

"Yes, dear we can put a sheet over it and lock it. You go ahead and shut the window and everything, I'll go shut and lock the front door. Would you like some cocoa?" I nodded. Her lips kissed my head once more before going downstairs.

After I locked and covered the window I sat on my bed again, my arms wrapped around myself once again. Anxiety eating at my mind. What did he plan on doing with that footage? What was the content of said footage? Why would he do this just because I didn't want to be cheated on? Can I just be happy? Tears well up in my eyes thinking about how Amy and I haven't even really had a chance to be happy and it could be over even quicker than it began. The sound of footsteps approaching snapped me out of my anxiety. I wiped the tears from my eyes. Amy appeared in the doorway with my hot cocoa in her hand.

"I have an idea. How about we get out of here for the weekend" She asked sitting beside me, pulling me towards her like she had just a few minutes ago. I take the cocoa and sip it enjoying the warmth of the hot liquid moving down my throat bringing a bit of comfort to all of my body. I fidget with my fingers nervous about any next decision we make towards our relationship.

"Where would we go?"

"My mom gave me her condo before she passed. It's private so no one will catch us. The best part about it is that it's out of town so we can go places, see things." She wore the biggest smile on the earth but I couldn't reciprocate it because I couldn't help but feel like this was the end.

"Okay I'll pack my things."

She must've sensed my discomfort because she grabbed my chin and within an instant her lips collided with mine. I fell her other hand tangle in my blonde hair and I couldn't help but let a slight moan escape my mouth.

"We'll be okay Jasmine. I want us to have a good time okay? I know it's a terrible thing to think but if this is the end we have to make the most of what we have right now, in this moment. I f it does turn out to be the end I don't want to constantly think of what we could've done. I want to know that I got to spend the best time with the most beautiful woman in the world."

A smile grew on my face from ear to ear. I give her a soft peck on the lips once more before grab my things and pack my suitcase. Once both of our suit cases were packed we headed out to her car to put the things in the trunk. We hopped inside and off we went.