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His hand wrapped around her mouth, keeping her from screaming. She was pinned under him on her bed. "I've missed you," he told her. A tear ran down her cheek. Her face was drenched with sweat and her body was shaking uncontrollably. "You're going to give me what I want," he commanded her, holding up his hand to reveal a knife. Her eyes widened and she nodded her head. "Good," he whispered into her ear before trailing his nose down her neck. She whimpered, biting her lip, trying not to cry. This was her fault. If she hadn't tried so hard to win everything she wouldn't be in this mess.
She heard a gun go off and the man on top of her grunted. She felt him go limp. His eyes stared at her, glassy, unblinking, and unmoving. She wriggled out from under him and ran to her mother, wrapping her arms around her for comfort. "Oh, mom!" She cried into her mother's shoulder.
"It's alright, Velma, it's over,"
She shot up in her bed. The memories of this night years ago returned to her. It was almost as if it were an anniversary present. She brought her hand to her throbbing head. "Oh, God,"
She got out of bed to get herself a drink; she had gotten into the habit of drinking her problems away. She leaned her head back as she tilted the glass to get the final drops down her throat. She put the glass back down on the table with a slight bang. She took a seat at her dinning room table next to the glass. She let her eyes close. It was almost one in the morning and she had hardly gotten any sleep thanks to the nightmares.
She drifted back to sleep, but the nightmares still flooded her mind. "No!" A girl screamed. Didn't she know her from school or something? "I promise you that I wont let her get away, dad," she told the man that was bleeding on Velma's bed. He coughed. "I promise that you'll get her someday," she said, giving Velma a nasty glance. Velma let out another whimper and dug her face further into her mother's shoulder. The police standing in the doorway that had shot the man took the girl by the arm.
Velma woke up with a start. "Shit!" It was Jackie. She remembered. The girl who had promised to get Velma, it was Jackie Wilcox. But she had gotten married, her name had changed. Mosher. Jackie Mosher: Amber's gym teacher. Velma knew that she would use Amber to get to her. Velma quickly got dressed and fled her house, forgetting to lock the door.