Someone's behind me, I can feel it.
I can feel his cold hard stare drilling into the back of my head; I can feel the vibrations of every step he takes...
But no matter how hard I try, I just can't turn around.
He's being really quiet, like he's trying not to let me know he's there. I can tell he is though. I feel like I'm going to be sick, so I stop moving to find that I've walked into a park. I can tell it's late but despite the time there is a little girl sat on the swings. It looks like she's been crying.
She has dark brown hair and vivid blue eyes. At first I don't recognize the girl but then I realize it's HER
Nine years old with such a bright future.
"Vale?"
My heart stops.
"You shouldn't be out this late."
I can't breathe.
"Why don't you let me drive you home?"
I want to scream, and cry and try to stop them but I can't, I'm paralyzed. That's when I realize that he was never following me.
It was always about Valentine.
I watch my sister jump off the swing and then... she smiles?
