STILL CAMILLE'S POV
I try to open my eyes but it like stones hanging from it, I try harder and feel the painful from back of my head. My hand rub it and feel the liquid flowing from my head, open my eyes and see the thick red blood cover all over my hand. I found myself lying on a cement floor in an old hut. The hut only has a chair, a table and the room is full of old newspaper. There's a few pictures on the table but I'm to weak to stand, I instead just lying on the floor try to hold the pain. Suddenly, I heard someone unlock the door from outside and the wooden door squeaking, it clearly shows that the door will collapsed anytime. The footsteps coming closer to me. An unknown hand starts rubbing my neck, I startled, but the unpleasant hand keep rubbing to my neck and shoulder. I'm so scared that I couldn't open my eyes. A rough voice whisper to my ears " it's okay, Stacy."
Stacy? Who is he talking about? I brave myself to open my eyes then turn to him. He was a man not really old, almost the same age as me, I guess. But he look so messy with the moustache and thick beard. His brown hair is so messy that makes he looks like a homeless man. But, but his eyes… his turquoise colored eyes makes me immobilized by it for a few seconds. Then I gasped when he bite my neck. "Ouww", I push him back. He fall and glared at me then he punch me in the face. I fall to the floor and burst to tears. My mouth bleeding and I believe my cheek might also bleed. He grab my hair and force me to stand up, " why did you do this to me?! Stacy?! Why you must leave me for another guy?!" he shouted right to my face. The name Stacy showed up again. Who the hell is Stacy and most of all why he think I'm Stacy? He throw me to the wooden table near the wall. The table flip down and so am I . I could see pictures of a lady with curly brown hair and I'm shocked that she almost look like me but she doesn't has a mole above her mouth. I believed she is Stacy. Besides pictures, there's also a piece of news that says "A Couple Died Due A Car Crash." I gasped when there is a picture of Stacy labeled as victims, beside her a picture of a man with black hair named Ryan. Now it starts to make sense. Stacy cheated on this crazy man and end up died with her date. I saw the man crying at the corner of the room. I felt bad for him.
~so? i'm so sorry if my grammar is horrible.. btw review please and tell me what you think Camille'll do next. xoxo :) ~