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New York University

Massie's Dorm

1:57 AM

"Hello Massie." A familiar whispery voice said.

"Who is this?" Massie was shaking,

"Beep, Beep, Beep!"

She swore and hung up her phone and then set it down. She keep on getting these calls but never really did anything about them.

Until now.

She was going to go tell her parents. She first walked over to her huge mirror and fluffed her hair a few times and looked behind her through the mirror. Her closet door was open. She got freaked out and went to shut it. Then she shrugged and turned to her right. She walked back over to the mirror and saw the closet door open slowly. Her eyes widened and she started shaking. Her feet turned into steel blocks and she felt paralyzed. She winced in pain and tried to move but her feet wouldn't. She was trying to reach for her phone. She looked away from the mirror. As she struggled to get her phone she stretched her arm out as far as she could. She couldn't reach it. Then she looked back in the mirror to make sure that it opening was just her imagination.

She froze.

There standing in front of her closed door was a 30 year old man. Massie started screaming as loud as she could. It was the kind of scream you would hear in the movies when someone was being killed.

Massie felt that way.

The man started to walk over to her. She turned around to run away but then realized she couldn't move. Her feet where practically nailed to the floor.

Tears.

Scared and sad tears raced down her face. She looked back the man was gone. She looked up. Thanking gawd that he wasn't real! Then she felt breathing on her neck. It smelt like beer and chewing tobacco. She gulped and started silently crying again. He was there, he was behind her!

"Hello Massie." He breathed in her ear.

"Who are you?" She said sniffling trying to make it seem like she wasn't scared. But she was scared out of her pants.

"That you will never know." He whispered. He then started to look at her things on her dresser and looked through her drawers. She stayed still. Until finally she tried to make a run for it. She ran over to the door and he ran behind her. She was planning on shoving the door into his face but she jingled the handle.

It wouldn't open.

She started to cry. She backed against the wall. She keep her back to it and walked over to the window looking at the creep. He was staring at her. She felt violated and uncomfortable. She scoffed and darted for the window. He ran after her and pulled her down. A murderous scream escaped her throat. He pulled her towards a big black bag.

"He's gunna burry me." Massie thoughts.

He pushed her down onto a chair. Then tied her feet and then her hands.

"STOP!" She cried. Tears streamed down her face and she was sobbing more then she ever had before. "Stop it!"

The guy ignored her and finished tying her hands she struggled to get away. She tried to wiggle her small body out of the ropes. He slapped her across the face. She gave him a look of shock, but narrowed her eyebrows, when she turned her head around and wanted to just hold her cheek. She whined in pain.

"Shut up!" He whispered in a intense tone. She snapped her mouth shut.

He painfully picked her up and put her in the garbage bag.

"NO!" Massie shouted but he put a handkerchief over her mouth. Tears where racing even faster down her face. She tried to kick him in the balls but kept missing. What happened to all those self defense classes? He shoved her in the black garbage bag. She whispered and cursed the man who did this to her. Her hair was probably frizzy and ugly! And her pores completely venerable! She huffed and looked around the bag. He was only taking her to a creepy place. Nothing to pee your pants worthy.

He threw Massie into what she assumed was his car. And then brought her over to some place outside. It was freezing. She wished she was out of there. She tried kicking and ripping the bag. But not even her long manicure could do justice. She started to cry. Hot stingy tears covered her face. She tried to push the bag away from her face. It was closing in on her. She was thrown downward.

A pit.

She knew it. Knew it. He was going to burry her alive. She started screaming. "Help! Someone please help me!" She shouted. "He's gunna kill me! He's gunna kill me!"

No one came running to her rescue. Her air was getting shorter amounts. So this is what if feels like to have no enough oxygen. She felt dirt thrown on her. She tried to push it off. The disgusting smell of the bag got into her system. She began to cry. Gasping for breath she felt like puking. Then she would have to smell it for the next few hours she had alive. She started to scream and cry for help. Nothing. It got darker and darker. She couldn't breath just couldn't breath………..

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Massie woke up screaming. She was in her bed. She gasped for breath.

"Mass?" Her roommate and best friend Alicia Rivera asked squinting her eyes and turning on a light.

Massie started screaming again. Her hand shook. Not again. Why is this happening again? Last week was the last one. Why must her pass come back to haunt her? She felt around her. No dirt only her purple soft comforter. She started to cry.

"Massie?" Alicia asked in concern and sat up.

"Uh… I'm ok." She couldn't let anyone but one person know what she's been dreaming. Massie got out of bed. She needed to see that one person. She glanced at the clock, 2:47 in the morning. She grabbed her Dior coat and shoved her feet in her Juicy Couture flats. She darted for the door.

"Massie where are you going?" Alicia asked worried.

"I'll be back in the morning don't worry." She reinsured her friend. Alicia was so tired that she just shrugged, turned off the light, and went back to sleep. Massie slowly opened the door and tip-toed past the PC's rooms. She didn't want anyone to know that she was sneaking out. And she couldn't do it. Her dorm advisor was sleeping in her room. Massie carefully tip-toed past her door. Once she got down the stairs and she was in front of the door. She slowly opened it a little bit so her small body could squeeze through. She ran. Ran as fast as she could pretty much across campus to the other dorm. Tetley, it was on the other side of the campus. Massie silently cursed the person who decided to put the dorms this far apart. She slowed down as she reached the front door of the dorm. She quickly opened the door and closed it. She ran up to the fourth floor. She opened the door to room 9 and snuck in. Derrick was sleeping so peacefully in his single. Massie silently thanked gawd that he got a single instead of getting a roommate. This way they could still have 'sleepovers.'

Derrick finally woke up. She squinted in slight fear until he noticed his girlfriends petite frame. "Massie?" He asked.

"Ya." She said swiping away a tear.

"What are you doing here?" He whispered.

"I-" Massie placed her coat on the desk and her shoes by the bed. She stepped into Derrick's bed and cuddled up next to him. "I had that dream again." Her voice was weak and crackly.

"Oh Block." Derrick said placing his arm over her and pulling her to him. She silently let a few tears slip on his chest. "You can sleep in here." He sighed,

"Thanks." Massie said looking up at him. He was so caring and nice. She loved him more then anything. That's why she told him and only him about the dreams and the stalker from her childhood. He would follow her around and call her and text her and e-mail her. She filed a report and the cops finally caught the guy. So why was she having these dreams? But the Pretty Committee knew about the text and crap, but they didn't know about the nightmares. She shook at the idea of the killer out of jail.

"Are you ok?" Derrick looked at her still holding her in his strong arms.

"Ya. Just never mind." She said and began to doze off.

"I love you Massie." Derrick told her kissing her on the lips. She broke away.

"I love you too Derrick." She kissed him again and deepened the kiss. She began to pull of her shirt.

"No!" Derrick shouted. "No not tonight. I have a History test tomorrow and I don't want to be tired the whole time."

Massie pulled her top back on. She was disappointed but giggled instead. "Fine. Night."

"Night." Derrick sighed. "I still love you."

"I still do too."

And they fell asleep in each others arms. In peace, and love. In complete love.