I couldn't concern myself on why he was hiding yet, as the knocking was getting louder and louder. So I slowly got out of the bathtub, and quickly hurried to the closet, as my clothes were still covered in blood. I didn't have time to change so I just grabbed a black trench coat from the closet and threw it on.
I hurried over to the front door, and as I reached my hand to the door knob, I realized it was shaking… I was very hesitant to open the door, as whoever was out there could be my killer… but the knocking continued, and I folded under the pressure to open the door.
There's no way the killer would return… right? I thought as I opened the door.
"Hello… is there a problem?"
An older man was standing by the door and greeted me.
"Hello, Lydia…" He said in a very nervous tone while scanning me from head to toe.
I could see him visibly turn paler by the minute, but as I looked at him I felt a sigh of relief. He was only wearing a white plaid shirt which looked worn down with a black tie and some cargo pants. No visible weapons or anything he could hide one in.
"Umm… sir, is every thing alright?"
His eyes immediately jolted up after I responded.
I was confused for a second on my he was looking at me so weirdly and acting so strange, then remembered I put on this trench coat. It looked odd on me as I was holding it together and since I was rushing to put it on I forgot to look for a belt.
"Sir…?" He stated and looked at me like I had said something wrong…
"How can I help you?" I quickly retorted as I had realized that he called me by this person's name, which means the original body probably called him by name as well… but I don't know his name…
He looked at the trench coat again, and I was starting to worry that he knew I was hiding something…
"I've received some calls from residents who are concerned about you as they've been hearing some screaming coming from this room…"
"Oh really-" Before I could finish he interrupted, as if he knew I was going to brush it off.
"Also, the person below you said they could hear smashing noises from your room…"
I slowly started gripping my coat harder as I didn't know what to say…
He looked down for a second then looked at me again.
"Lydia, as I've said before, if anything is bothering you or-" he paused for a second before continuing.
"If 'he's' bothering you… please let me know… okay?"
"He???" He must be talking about the alien… right?? Maybe some other guy who's been bothering her??? No way this person had a boyfrien-
"Yeah… your boyfriend?" He looked extremely confused by my response.
"NO NO!!" I quickly responded while turning red.
"I-I just saw a huge spider… that's all!!"
"Oh-okay… umm… if that was it then I'll get out of your hair…" He could tell I was lying as I wasn't doing a good job at hiding it.
"Thank you for your concern! I have to go now!" I quickly turned around and shut the door.
"Sigh, she's definitely lying…"
I hurriedly walked over to where the alien had transformed into a book and picked him up. I placed him on my bed and told him he was in the clear. I watched as he slowly transformed back into his original form and as I kneeled down beside the bedside, I asked him about what the man had said.
"Do I have a boyfriend?"
[No?]
"Then what did that man outside mean?"
[Ken? There was a misunderstanding and he was proud that you finally started dating, so you continued to lie to him]
"What? Why would she do that?"
[How would I know why you humans lie over the dumbest things]
I was about to object his statement but then remembered when I was younger I lied to my dad about something being super easy for me, when in reality it was extremely difficult.
"Yeah… I don't know why either…" I said as I plumped my face into my bed. Would I ever see my parents again?
"Who is he though…" I mumbled.
[He's the owner of this apartment]
"And how did she know him?"
"I mean not including the fact he owns this place as he seems to have a close relationship with me…" I doubt he's this bodies father…
[You told me that he took you in when you were younger]
I started to feel bad for the original owner of this body…
"When did her parents die?"
[I do not think they have yet]
"Wait what? Why did he take her in then?" I looked up at him confused… Maybe her parents couldn't take care of her and he is a relative?
[I do not know but from the time I have spent with Lydia, she is not the nicest person]
"What do you mean?" I lifted my head off my bed and looked at him.
He gave me the impression that he was somewhat scared of her.
[She just was not nice… Well she was nice to Ken but that is it]
"What about you?" I asked him as I wanted to see something.
He didn't answer me, but I could see his eyes narrow, and I could tell he was gritting his teeth… or whatever he had. That alone answered my question. There was a huge possibility that he did kill me…
I could feel some anger burn up inside me at that though, but I tried to ignore it.
Before I did anything rash, I got up and opened the closest. He looked up at me and asked [What are you doing?]
"I need some fresh air… and I can't go walking around outside covered in blood."
She didn't have many cloth options, so I just picked out another pair of the same pants and after some digging I was able to find a dark blue sweater.
I went into the bathroom and changed, laying the old clothes in the bathtub. After changing I fixed up my hair and wiped any blood stains on my skin off with a wet towel. I realized that there was no washer, so I'd need to pick up some soap or something to clean the clothes here… there was no chance I was risking bringing those bloody clothes to a launderette.
With that thought, I opened the door.
"Does she have a wallet or something?"
There was no response, so I walked out and noticed a book on my bed. It looked exactly like what the alien had transformed into earlier… I guess he really does sleep a lot.
I got up closer to my bed and wondered if I could kill him when he was in this state… I reached my hand over the book before freezing and remembering his arm transforming into a weapon. I quickly drew my hand back and slapped my face.
What was I doing!! Why was I acting so rash, I'd never do something like that… right? I'm still unsure if he actually did kill Lydia, and if I just kill him I wouldn't be any different from him… I need to wait for more information.
I looked over at the counter next to the bed and noticed a wallet. I picked it up and looked inside… There were multiple cards, which I ignored for now and looked to see if there was any cash. To my surprise, there was none. So I looked at the cards and noticed one that looked like a credit card… Bingo! I put it back and shoved the wallet in my pocket. Man was it nice to have pockets.
I walked over to the exit and looked over at the alien one last time… He doesn't seem that bad, but I need to keep my guard up.