Chapter 11: Take Out the Trash

Seth

Seth sat in the dark at his apartment that has only ever known him. He never brought anyone here. That would mean he is getting too close and it's something he isn't willing to do.

In his hand were polaroid pictures. He stared at them, going through them over and over.

"Why are you making me feel this way? It isn't part of the plan. Who are you, Kinley Stevens?"

He held a particular picture up to the streetlight that flooded the darkness of the apartment. It's Kinley, in her night gown, hair in a messy bun and she is peering out her window at the busy city below.

"You look so beautiful. I shouldn't be feeling this for you."

He quickly shoved the picture back into the pile and then tossed them heavily to the floor. He sat in silence, rubbing his chin while pondering what is truly going on with this girl. He should have been close to turning her by now, but he isn't ready. Why isn't he ready?