Chapter 3

I looked directly at him. He wasn't joking. Even if he was about fifteen or sixteen, right now he looked like a powerful, decided man. In fact, with his red eyes and his gorgeous looks, he didn't even look human. He then turned round and started walking away. He couldn't have given up already! Or was he giving me a head start? What was he going to do to me when he found me? It was then that the idea came to my head.

"Don't you dare even touch my family. If you do I will find you and I swear you weirdo, I will Kill You!" I shouted, suddenly raging.

He turned back to me and sniggered. "Wouldn't dream of it." He said. Then he turned and disappeared round the corner.

I jumped into the truck and my hands started to shake. I choked on my tears and sat there in shock. Run where? I couldn't run to the house, that would put my family in danger. What could I do? Without even noticing what I was doing I shut the door and turned the key in the ignition. The car started to life and I was driving away. Where the hell was I going? I had to think about everything before I put it into action.

I was driving as fast as I dared out of the gates. Elliot was nowhere to be seen which in a way made things more nerve-racking. Where was I going? God I wish I could answer myself!

I was speeding down the road. Maybe this was instinct, I was reacting to being completely scared out of my wits. Racing past trucks that could probably go much faster than my piece of junk. This wasn't safe. I couldn't go home, I couldn't go somewhere where there was people around because that would endanger others. The Woods! He would never find me in a dense wood where you could hide anywhere, up trees, behind trees. It was stupid, but my only option.

I followed the signs that would take me to "Hidden Wood". Ironic or what? I kept looking in my wing mirrors, looking for a car that transported my chaser. I turned right, up a narrow winding road which would lead up to my only get-away. Hiding in the woods was a bit childish but it was the only place that I knew that wasn't only safe for other people but also safe for me, sort of. I was approaching the small area where cars were meant to be left. I parked and sat looking out of all the windows and mirrors I could, checking the area. It was then that I felt, saw and heard the roof crashing towards me as something heavy landed, on the top of the car. I screamed and stupidly locked all the doors. What was I doing? Now I was stuck, like sardines in a tin can.

Suddenly the weight was relieved as whatever had jumped onto my truck, leapt off, or got pulled off. I heard shouting and looked in the wing mirror and saw a couple of men wrestling with Elliot, who was sporting a murderous grimace. A leapt out of the now unlocked car and started, instinctively, backing up.

"Get out of here!" Shouted the less bulky one. I took his advice and started to run towards the woods as fast as I could. I was going so slowly, if only I could speed up I would be able to lose him, hopefully.

When I was under cover of the trees it all went so dark and cold. It was more eerie in here than it was out there with Elliot. I was thinking exactly that when I heard urgent voices way back from where I had started.

"Elliot Stop!" One of the men screamed out. I froze, he was loose. I heard rustling from somewhere behind me and then it stopped. I waited for him to speak but he just stood there. I knew he was there because I could feel his presence. I slowly, steadily turned round to face him. We stood gazing at one another for a short period of time. A weird emotion swept through my every muscle, every limb. Calmness. It was only when he spoke that the tension started to clench my muscles back to their original state.

"I found you."