Chapter 1
Okay, I'm almost at my house. I thought. I'm surprised I even thought, I could barely think I was so nervous. After all, I didn't know at the time who this was that was after me, or why. I swerved around, out of breath, and he was gone. I started running again, because I heard swift footsteps coming towards me again, but I couldn't see a thing, everything went black and I couldn't move. He's getting closer! Run! But I couldn't move at all, I was standing there completely still.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain through my neck, like two nails piercing my neck. I screamed out, and my biter didn't seem to care or flinch at my ear-ringing scream.
And that's when I woke up, drenched in sweat at around 2:30 in the a.m. I sat up in bed, and touched my neck where I had been bitten. I felt nothing there. That is so weird… it was way too real… no way.
And that's when I looked up and noticed my window had been opened and my curtains pulled back, outside the windows, flowing in the breeze. When everything went totally abnormal from there…
November 25th 11:49 a.m.
Sorta nice to be home now, just chilling out. That must have been his hundredth hospital visit this year for him. I'm glad I'm not such a party like he is. And he's the older one, he should be more responsible. But why should he be? Mom and dad don't tell him 'no' ever. They still think he's so innocent, even though he's out with his friends all the time doing gosh-knows-what.
It all started when he met Jessie. Jessie's Mike's old, obnoxious and mean girlfriend. She started calling Mike all the time, asking him dumb favors that she could've easily done herself. She would get all over him in front of me and that got me annoyed. What seriously got me mad was when she would call him at night and he would tell her, "Not now, Jessie, I'm busy." I could almost see her fake puppy-dog eyes through the phone. I could hear her fakeness very clearly through the phone, though, begging him to do whatever she wanted him to do.
I am very close with Mike, and Jessie knew what she did annoyed me.
Jessie liked to annoy me.
I turned off the TV, realizing I wasn't even watching it in the first place. I tend to do that sometimes. I have a short attention span.
"Bye, Mom! I'm going outside with Lena!!" I was nearly screaming my head off so she would hear me from upstairs.
I swept out the door and hopped on my bike to ride over to sit at the bottom of the giant oak tree at the neighborhood park to wait for Lena. 5 minutes pass… and that's fine. She's almost never exactly on time whenever we plan to meet. Lena's been my best friend for a really long time, I can't remember a time when I didn't know her. I always joked around with her about her accent; she's from Tennessee. Up in North Dakota, you never hear that.
Another 5 minutes pass… alright. Maybe I should call her cell. I get out my cell and start to dial her number when a wildly fierce wind blows past me and tosses my hair over my face. That was odd… whatever. I push my hair back out of my face and dial her number again. Ring…Ring...Ring…Ring…Ring... I end the call and dial again.
Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring…You have dialed #, please leave your name and number after the beep. Beeeeeeep.
"Hey, It's Emily! Where are you? I'm waiting here and you're not here. Andale! Andale! Haha, okay, bye."
I wait another 15 minutes, and she's not here. I hopped on my bike and rode off home. Should I call her house? I don't want to seem like too much of a nag though…
I get in the kitchen and run to the phone.
"Emily, aren't you hanging out with Lena?" my mom points out, like I didn't already know.
"Yes, mom, but she didn't show up. I waited plenty of time for her, but whatever. I'm calling her house now, see if she's there."
I dialed her home number and her Mom immediately picked up.
"Hi, it's Emily. Is Lena there?" I cheerfully asked.
"I thought she was with you? I watched her leave the house, she told me she was meeting you at the tree in the park over here. I can't imagine she would have lied…"
"I waited for her, Mrs. Schmitz, but she never came. I'm getting really scared."
"Let me check, maybe she came in the house and I didn't notice."
As Lena's mom put down the phone, I could hear her yelling upstairs for her. I held my breath.
"Oh, my gosh. She's not here. I'm going to have to look for her! Can I talk to your mother?"
I practically threw the phone at my mother and ran out of the room.
I looked out the window. The scene outside was horrific, I couldn't bare look outside again. The block was filled with cop cars, people, and a few news station trucks. But in the mess of people, I saw a guy in the mosh gently making his way across the road and vanish. My neck started to throb with pain, I sat on my bed and everything went black.