A/N: Hello, and here's my twenty fifth chapter. I can't believe it's been twenty five chapters already. The italics are Emma's dream. BTW it's night time.
Chapter 24 Knowing
-Emma's P.O.V-
I was running through a forest, lush and full of life. And all of a sudden it started to rain, hard. Soon enough I heard a loud crash of thunder and a bright blot of lightning.
I ran faster to get out, but nothing seemed to make me go quicker. It seemed I was on a treadmill.
Then he came. He pushed me down. I fell. I got back up and he came closer. I moved away. He kept coming closer. I knew this person but I didn't want to put a name to the face.
He came closer and grabbed me. I struggled, hitting him. He yelled in pain. And soon enough I saw his hand rise up to hit me.
"No, stop, don't!" I screamed. But it was too late. His hand had collided with my face. I could hear the smacking noise it made. I could feel the intense pain running throughout my body.
I backed up. He stepped closer. I tried to back up again but there was a tree directly behind me. By this time I was completely soaked, so was he -water dripping off his face, making him look even scarier.
I moved to the right slowly so he wouldn't notice. When the tree wasn't behind me I ran. I ran so fast I felt like I was the wind. I stopped for one quick second and looked back at him. He saw this and came after me.
I ran faster. But it didn't work, he caught up to me. By this time we were out of the woods and by a road. There was a van, beat up and dirty, but nonetheless a van, waiting there he opened up the back and through me in.
But when he did I saw him. I saw his face and finally recognized him.
"Jordan," I said aloud.
The familiar rapist's name was Jordan. I knew he didn't want to be caught and I knew he would do anything to make sure that never happened.
That's when I knew it. I needed to tell Jay. I figured he'd be here real soon. I need to think fast, really fast.
"Come on think Emma. Think." I yelled at myself.
The notebook, the pillow, the… that's it the pillow. I took a piece of paper from the notebook and a pencil and wrote a note. I did it just in time too because soon enough he was there, standing in the doorway.
A/N: Ha ha, it wasn't Sean. I think one person had this figured out but I can't remember... anyway… review.