I Have A Really Big House In Miami!

Chapter 6

A Disturbing Night

Robbie had his arm around my shoulder while we walked into the theater. It was uncomfortable but also sweet. I always hate it when you're walking and talking in the hallways of the movie theater, and then when you walk into the theater for your movie, you finish your sentence and you feel like you were yelling and interrupting the movie, just because it was all quiet in there! That makes me nervous... I don't know why. I tell Robbie this, and he says

"Oh my god, me too! That is so cool!" And it didn't sound like he was saying that just to agree with me, it sounded like that was an honest thing that we had in common! That is cool! He was just quivering with excitement as we entered the theater! I was looking up at his face, and I finally realized how tall he was! He must be 6"4'! Then he stopped cold. His body froze but got hot as if he was nervous. I was still looking at his face as his features tightened into an almost scared expression. I didn't know what he was looking at until I looked in the same direction he was. I saw a very bulky man with his muscles rippling through his arms. He looked about 40 years old maybe but still young. He had some facial hair but not that much. He looked mad. I couldn't understand how Robbie knew him, but he seemed to. Robbie looked like he was in pain.

"Hey Robbie. Are you alright? Who is that?" I whispered in his ear so that the man won't hear me. Robbie didn't answer. He just stared ahead.

"What are you doing here?" Robbie asked in a defensive voice.

"You mean you aren't happy to see me?" the man sneered. He flashed a devilish smile.

"Answer the question." I couldn't make sense of anything. Robbie looked so mad and the man looked so sinister. The man just chuckled and left the theater. Robbie stared after him as if he was ready to defend himself if something happened. I didn't notice until now that the whole talk was whispers. Because no one in the theater seemed to notice us in the doorway. I could feel how tense Robbie was and I was scared. There was just WAY to much tension in that conversation to not be concerned.

"Robbie. Who. Was. That?" I asked nervously while we walked to our seats.