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Chapter 2
BPOV
"Two more victims have been found in the killing spree that has the police perplexed. No signs of struggle or injury other than two bite marks on the necks of the victim. The police are wondering if this is the work of a serial killer or if there is something more sinister at work here."
I shut off the local news wondering what the hell is going on in the world today. What kind of sicko not only kills but takes the time to drain a person's body of blood? Seriously, it has to take a long time! My Dad used to hunt during deer season. He would always clean his own bucks and it took forever for the deer's blood to drain out!
On another note it's so weird each of the victims so far have had red hair and blue eyes, just like James' girlfriend Victoria. Thinking of Vickey made me start worrying about James again. It's been three days and he still hasn't come back to the house…he wouldn't answer his phone either. I was starting to worry. He never ignores my calls.
I start to rummage through the cabinets to see what I can find to eat. But as always I find nothing and figure I should prolly get my lazy bum up and go to the store. After getting all of the necessities: cereal, milk, eggs, tampons, body wash and those awesome Lunchables packs (don't look at me like that, you know you love them too!) I head home.
When I get home I'm surprised to see James' car there, but there is another car in the driveway as well, a jacked up, black, Chevy pick-up. As I rush inside, forgetting the groceries I yell "James what the flagnon? You won't even answer my calls and now you just show up? I was really worried!" Again I am searching around the house trying to find him. "James, seriously are you, ok?" I ask not even trying to mask the distress in my voice. Finally I hear him come rushing out of the door leading to the attic stairway.
He is wearing sunglasses again.
That's strange…it's cloudy outside.
I'm about to ask him if his eye is ok when he starts to speak.
"Bella, I'm fine I just have a lot of stuff going on right now I can't be around you…it's…it's…it's too painful." "Painful? What's painful about being around me? I know my jokes are lame but I wouldn't say they were painfully so." I say trying to use jokes to hide my emotions.
I get a chuckle…a real one and a smile too. Little victory dance for me!
"Bella, it's not your lame jokes. I just need…some space...to be alone, ok?"
Some space? What the heck? Some space…that's something you tell an annoying pest or an unwanted admirer, but not your sister…your supposed best friend. Speaking of friend…"You want space? But just from me?" He looks worried, "What? No…from, uh people in general." He replies
"But you have a friend here with you" I say starting to feel irked and like it is just me he wants space from.
"No I don't" he says
"I saw the truck!"
"That's nobody"
"A nobody who is still a somebody!" I reply officially ticked again, "Is it Victoria?"
"No. I'd tell you if you needed to know" He looks sad.
"Oh come ON! Seriously…just tell me!"
"No…and they've already been told not to talk to you while I'm gone."
"They,,,," they? "…wait what? Where are you going?"
"To get something to eat" the coldness in his a tone and the smirk he gives me as he takes a step closer to me makes me shiver slightly.
I look down for a second trying to figure out what it is that is making me uncomfortable when suddenly I feel a burst of air and look up.
And yet again he was suddenly gone. Real shocker there!
Why can't he just sit and talk to me anymore I ponder as I go into the living room and sit on the couch. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew my skin erupted in goose bumps and then suddenly I felt this huge calm come over me.
I sit there for a moment feeling like there is a presence behind the couch. Contemplating what to do…it's got to be James' friends who aren't supposed to talk to me. I realize I still have my eyes closed. Taking a deep breath I slowly open my eyes to see two sets of crimson eyes staring back at me.
Sooo? Any thoughts?
Who could it be? :)
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*hearts* Milley