Bug eyed, we looked at each other. 

"Coming!" I called down nervously.

"Jordan....I don't know how to explain this but.."

"I already know."  He whispered. 

He already had his black Nixe's on.

"COY!!!!" My father called once more. "I refuse to be late to my early morning service!!! What would the congregation think?!?"

I frantically opened up the window for Jordan. My hands were shaking.

I felt palms lightly covering my own against the window. 

"Just breathe.....it's going to be okay." Jordan laid his head against the back of mine. Then we heard foot steps coming up the stairs.

My heart began to powerhouse through my chest and I began to pant. "An anxiety attack?!?......But I've been doing so well.."

"I don't want to leave you like this.... but I know it'll be much worse if I stay...." He pulled me into a tight hug from behind. I teared up.

"I'm so scared.." I whimpered quietly.

He then released me and then looked at me with worried eyes. The door knob began to turn. I looked behind me petrified.

 Ba-dump Ba-dump! Ba-dump!!!!

The door opened.

To Be Continued.....