Darker Than Black

I stared at Matt warily. How was he going to help me out of this one? He was the one who got me into this in the first place. But I had to admit, I had forgotten about calling Hudson.

"Get on the floor," Matt ordered, moving closer to me on the couch.

"What? Why?"

Matt sighed and grabbed the front of my shirt, pushing me to the floor.

I let out a small scream of surprise, my eyes widening as I fell to the ground. Matt grinned again, landing on top of me.

"Get off!" I demanded, trying to push myself free.

"Willow? What's wrong?" Hudson shouted.

"Scream," Matt ordered.

"What?"

"Scream," he repeated. "Otherwise I'll touch you inappropriately."

I stared at him. "Are you kidding me?"

I felt his hand at my stomach. He smirked.

"I'll touch you."

He jabbed his finger into my stomach and I let out a high-pitched scream. Matt nodded in approval. I felt like a complete idiot, but at least that got me out of the inappropriate touching.

"Willow!" I heard Hudson shout again and more pounding on the door.

"Keep screaming," Matt said.

"I'm not going to scream for no reason!" I cried, staring at him. "I'd feel like an idiot."

Matt frowned and looked around. After a minute he smirked evilly. He reached over and grabbed something off the wooden shelf next to my couch that I never used. I stared at him curiously.

"What are you-?" I started, but stopped short when I realized what was in his hand.

A medium-sized, furry, ugly, spider. He dangled it in front of me, smirking.

"You like spiders?" he asked, bringing it closer to me.

I shook my head. I was terrified of them. "Get that away from me."

Matt chuckled and brought it closer to me. "It's going to get you!"

"No!" I shouted, trying to pull away from it. "Stop! Stop!"

"Oh, it's harmless!"

"Stop!" I shrieked in horror as he put it closer to my face. "Holy crap! Stop!"

He let it touch my face and I let out an ear-splitting screech.

"Willow!"

There was some more major pounding on the door and I heard Hudson call my name over and over again. Matt pulled the spider away from my face.

I breathed heavily, glaring at him.

Matt snickered. "You really don't like spiders, huh?"

"No, stupid!"

There was more pounding at the door and Matt snorted.

"He hasn't realized the door is unlocked?" he asked.

I froze up, staring at him. I felt sort of guilty. I was screaming because of a spider, and Hudson probably thought a murderer was in my house or something. But it was nice knowing Hudson was so panicked he hadn't even bothered to check the door yet. Or maybe that was Hudson just being stupid.

Matt suddenly swept his arm out, knocking over a few books and magazines to the ground. He also knocked over my potted plant, which landed with a loud crash. He pressed his hand into my gut.