Chapter 1: Stalker
BPOV
Waking up wasn't such a good idea. Sunlight burned in my eyes, as I tossed my head back and groaned. Monday, my least favorite day. I rolled out of my bed, and dragged myself downstairs. When I finally made it, I saw Charlie picking up his gun.
"Hey." He called.
"Hey."
"I gotta go to the station today, big case."
"Ok"
"Have a good day." He said kissing me on the cheek.
"Bye." I called out, as he walked out the door.
I sat down at the table, in the dead quiet house, thinking. Why do I keep having these dreams? About…..dieing. I just want this to stop. I put head down on the table. Please stop. Please stop. Please-
Crash
I throw my head up from the table.
Oh. My. Gosh.
I slowly got up from the table. Grabbing a knife off the table, I made my way up stairs.
When I reached the stairs, I slowly turned the knob and found…
Sorry! In the first chapter and I leave a cliffhanger! I WILL try to make longer chapters! Please don't hate me! But hope you enjoyed it so far! So far so great!
