Dangerous Attraction

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I'M STRUGGLING TO FIGURE OUT WHO I AM, CHAINED BY THIS FEAR INSIDE
and i'm being drawn to you.
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Mr. Ardel immediately moved away from the window and disappeared from sight,
leaving Brendon alone and completely… frazzled. His cheeks were burning,
his heart pounding, and he had to quickly jerk around as his mother began to enter
his room.



“Brendon?” She questioned him and immediately frowned as she spied his open
window… letting in all the cold air. “What are you doing? You’ll catch a cold.”



She scolded him and moved forward, and passed him, in order to close his window
and lock it securely once more. Brendon was… w-was an embarrassed mess… his
breathing a little off.



A-And, his mother noticed quickly enough… moving to his side to feel his forehead.
She tilted his head up to look him over, asking him if he was all right, if he wasn’t
feeling well… if he had already caught a cold…



S-She was whisking him away and out of his bedroom. A-And, he reached up to
cling to her… with both of his arms. He clung to her gown as she brought him out
of his bedroom and down the hallway. H…He had… almost let Mr. Ardel into his
bedroom.



H-He had… almost done something like that…

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I'M STRUGGLING TO FIGURE OUT WHO I AM, CHAINED BY THIS FEAR INSIDE
and i'm being drawn to you.
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He could hear… him. H-He could hear… Mr. Ardel speaking to him. Brendon closed
his eyes tightly and flushed, deeply, with shame and embarrassment. L-Learning
Mr. Ardel’s first name should have never been so important that he would
unlock and open h-his window for him.



H-He was almost positive t… that Mr. Ardel, being the bad man that he was, would
have tried to kiss him again. H… He was a dangerous man and he didn’t
know what he had been thinking when he had opened his window for him…!!
H-He hadn’t been thinking, obviously! He had had a momentary lapse of all
judgment and thought!



Brendon clung tighter to his mother and… and decided he would stay with her for
the rest of the day. He… He was scared to go back into his room. He was scared
of that man being outside his window again, trying to coax him to let him inside.



W…What would have happened if he had gotten inside? If his mother hadn’t of
come at that particular moment? Brendon squeezed his mother more at the
thought… and took in a long, deep, breath of her scent.



H-He needed to stay away from Mr. Ardel…!!! Most definitely!!!

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