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I didn't go to sleep for the rest of the night. Even if I tried. That text scared me more than I was willing to admit to; Remember me? I knew the possiblity that it could be him. That souless person who took my mother away from me. If it was him, what did he want with me? To finish me off? To merely torment me for his own sick game? I didn't know. Would he come after me or anybody else I cared about? I couldn't let that happen, ever.

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"Remember me?" Bridgette said, sounding freaked. We stood outside the main building after school next to the giant willow tree. Nobody was around to hear us talking. A couple of the druggies stood about ten feet away, but they looked like they were too stoned to even comprehend what we were saying. My entire day had been shit. The teachers all seemed to be in a bad mood, with the exception of Ms. Renee, my Art teacher, who always seemed to be in a permanent good mood. Lunch was crap, and oh, during gym class in seventh period, I got hit in the face during volleyball. It had left a big, brusied, knot on my left cheek. Yeah, I'm sure that looked attractive. "Gwen, you don't think it's...well, you kno-"

"I know. I'm positive it's him." I cut Bridgette off.

"H-how did he even get your phone number?"

"That is what I would like to know, Bridge." I almost didn't want to even think about how he figured out how to contact me, but I wasn't thrilled in the least.

"Even if it really is him, Gwen, what do you think he'll do? Like, what do you think he wants?" Again, that is a question that I would like to know the answer to.

"I don't know! I terrified more than you know Bridgette, why does my life have to be such shit!"

"You're life is not shit Gwen, you have friends and grandparents who love you." That was...true.

"Sure, but everything else sucks! I haven't even told Gramma, Gramps, Izzy, or Duncan yet, I just don't want them to get sucked into this with me! I didn't want you to either but I needed to vent to someone and you are one of the only people around this whole god forsaken town I can actually trust an-" Bridgette grabbed my shoulders shaking me.

"Gwen! Stop." Obeying her words, I shut up, it was then I realized I was tearing up a bit. Damn, I hated to look weak in public. Bridgette stepped forward and hugged me. I gladly replied by doing the same, blinking back any tears that had started to swell up. "I'm your friend Gwen, you can vent about this stuff to me, Izzy, and Duncan. We are here for you." I grinned, I had the best friends in the entire freaking world.

"Hey Gwen!" I heard the one voice I knew anywhere, Duncan. He was heading our way and Courtney, thankfully, was no where in sight. We both turned to face him. "I just found out that that new horror film we wanted to check out was on tonight a-" He paused looking at me. "What the hell happened?" He said pointing to my cheek. I quickly covered it with my hand.

"It's just a bruise I got in volleyball Duncan." The ball, by the way, had been spiked by none other than Heather Lynn. One of the bane's of my exsistence, so I can thank her for the lovely bruise on my face. "You know I'm not really,...coordinated in sports." Duncan pulled my hand away.

"Let me see." He reached up and touched my face, nearly pulling his hand back after I flinched. Damn it was sore. "Sorry."

"I'm going to go find Geoff, I'll just leave you two alone." Bridgette said, obviously looking a bit awkward about the situation. I saw her mouth to me; "I'll fill in Izzy."

"So, what were you saying about a movie?" I said quickly trying to change the topic. Duncan took his hand away, the smile returning to his face.

"Oh! Yeah, Blood Bath 4: The Return is showing tonight. You wanna come?"

"What about Courtney?" I asked.

"You know she hates horror movies! I asked her and she said she didn't. So I told her I guess I'd just take a friend." Something told me, he didn't tell her he meant me.

"Glad to know I'm your second choice, juvie."

"Hey, that isn't fair for me to choose you first with Courtney, do you want me to die by nagging?" He was sooo Courtney's bitch.

"Touche', sounds like a pretty painful way to die." I said. "What time does the movie start?"

"Nine o'clock, I'll pick you up."

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"Come on Gwens, we're going to be late!" Duncan yelled from outside. He stood at the edge of the lawn on his motorcycle holding a second dark blue helmet while he wore a bright green one. I rushed out the door and he tossed me the helmet.

"I have candy to sneak in to the movie in my purse! Three dollars for a bag of Skittles my ass!"

"You rock!" Duncan said as we took off down the street. "Did you bring any Cookie Dough Bites?"

"Duh! They're your favourite!" I said.

"Courtney thought my favourite was Twizzlers." I sighed, Courtney does NOT know anything about him.

"You hate Twizzlers!"

"That's my point." He laughed as we approached the movies. The movie was great, definetly better than the last one, but the night was ruined for me. About halfway through my phone buzzed.

Text from: Unknown

You look so much like your mother you know. You'll be seeing her again sooner than you think.

I nearly stopped breathing. It was him, it had to be. No one else could possibly know. My hands started shaking. Duncan noticed I had stopped watching the screen. I quickly shut my phone before he could see the message.

"Gwen, what's wrong?" He whispered. I looked back up at the screen as the killer gutted some poor dude and pushed him into the lake. I couldn't look at Duncan.

"I..." I couldn't tell him, not here. I quickly got out of my seat and ran, not walked, RAN, out of the theatre, into the women's bathroom. Nobody was in here, perfect. I locked the door before anyone could come in and hid in a stall, starting to cry.

"Gwen?" I heard Duncan's voice from outside the door, sounding worried. A few seconds later the door opened as Duncan apparently picked the lock. I should have known he wouldn't care about coming in here to get to me. "Gwen, I can see your feet under the stall, I'm not an idiot." I stood there helpless as he picked the lock to my stall. I tried to get past him, but he grabbed my arms and pinned me against the stall wall. Our faces were inches from each other due to the small space.

"Hiding in a bathroom stall? Tisk, tisk, Gwens, I thought I knew you better than that." He joked before his face became serious. He wiped the tears from my face. "Now tell me, what is going wrong. Tell me..."

I knew I wasn't going to get away from him without telling him, so I slowly dug out my phone and handed it to him. As he read the texts, his face turned red with rage.

"I AM GOING TO KILL THIS GUY WHEN I FIND OUT WHO HE IS!" Duncan was seething.

"Duncan, please, calm do-"

"Calm down? This guy is freaking stalking you, threatening you even, and you want me to calm down?" I grabbed his hand.

"Please..." I whispered. "Can we just go?" I sniffed. Duncan nodded, putting his arm around me as we exited the bathroom. People giving disapproving looks as we walked out. When we got back to my house, we found Gramma and Gramps in the hallway with suitcases fully packed.

"Where are you guys going?"

"Gwen, a dear friend of ours just died and the funeral is in California. We have to leave tonight to make it, because their family wants us to help with preperations. Will you be okay for two weeks or so pumpkin?" Gramps said, I nodded.

"We love you honey." Gramma said as they both went out the door, leaving me and Duncan alone.

"I guess...I better go." Duncan said starting towards the door. I have no idea on earth what the hell compelled me to do what I did next but either way it happened.

"NO!" I cried, skidding in front of the door blocking his exit. He looked confused for a moment, but then he smirked when he saw me blushing.

"You don't want me to leave Gwens?" He was teasing me, jerk.

"I'm just scared I guess. You saw the texts, just stay for the night, please?"

"Well if you want me here that badly I guess I could crash here for the night." He said plopping down on the couch.

"Umm, wanna watch a movie?" I said.

"Weren't we watching one at the theatre?"

"Shut up. Do you or not?"

"Sure."

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*Late that night*

I was hiding in the closet, my mother was yelling at the stranger.

"Goddamn woman, tell me where she is right now!" He yelled.

"NO! I won't let you lay a finger on her!"

"Tell me now or you die too." He said in a low threatening voice.

"Never." My mom said protecting me. A knife was drawn and the same bloody scene I've been forced to endure multiple times proceeded again like clockwork. As my mother fell to the floor the man screeched again.

"GWEN!" I froze at the sound of my name coming from this evil man's lips. "Where are you!" He screamed. I stayed quiet even though I desperately wanted to cry.

He continued to call my name as he searched the house, sirens very faint in the distance. He started towards the closet where I hid. "Gwen!"

Then everything went white.

"Gwen! Gwen, wake up!" I awoke from the nightmare, drenched in sweat. I realized I had been screaming. Breathing heavily I realized Duncan was holding me.

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(Duncan)

I was awakened by the sounds of blood-curdling screams. I sat up straight on the couch. My eyes went wide. Gwen.

"Gwen!" I scrambled off the couch and ran as fast as I could up the stairs. Gwen's screams got louder as I stood outside her door trying to get the door open. "Gwen! GWEN!" I screamed trying to open the door, it was locked. I stood back and then I kicked the door in. The sight before me terrified me. Gwen lied on her bed, screaming bloody murder, acting like she was having a seizure, covered in sweat. I quickly got on the bed next to her and grabbed her in my arms. Shaking her I shouted;

"Gwen! Gwen, wake up!" Her eyes finally flew open, like a doe's. She was breathing heavily, more than I was, then her eyes finally landed on mine.

I knew she had nightmares, but I had no idea they were this bad.

"Duncan..I-I.." She broke down, unable to finish her sentence, buring her face in my chest, crying. Which was one thing I hated to see Gwen do. I wrapped my arms around her.

"I won't let him hurt you." I whispered to her.


The end of yet another chapter, hope you enjoyed. Poor Gwen :(