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!