THIS STORY HAS BEEN BASTARDIZED BY ! FOR THE CORRECT, BETTER, VERSION VISIT ANY OTHER DECENT FANFICTION SITE SUCH AS: Archive of Our own, or DeviantART.
Chapter 3.
The long trek home isn't usually unpleasant. When the weather dries up and Namette can walk without getting drenched, Namette often take this path instead of taking the bus, clearing Nametter head of any thoughts that might plague Namette, stretching Nametter legs after a long day in front of the computer. Namette're not exactly a health freak, or Namette wouldn't call Nametterself that, with Nametter [body type] stature, but the trek has recently been doing wonders to Nametter head and legs, so Namette decided to take this path and forego the bus ride if the chance arose.
However, today for once, Namette didn't feel as confident in Nametter stride as Namette did usually. While Nametter eyes would roam on a normal day, observing the occasional wild life around Namette as Namette stuck to the road, with curiosity and a slight skip in Nametter step, today Nametter steps were rushed. Nametter eyes kept wandering to the side of the road closer to the forest, the usual path Namette took discarded in favor of the safety of the short division that the road posed. Namette diverted Nametter eyes from the thick vegetation, eyes only grazing the surface of the forest, it's innards giving nothing but blackness for Nametter perusal.
The music kept Namette distracted and a bit more relaxed than if Namette'd decided not to hear it, however the still imposing presence of the trees, their long branches reaching out as if to grab onto anything, did keep Namette uncomfortable.
Ah what are Namette thinking Namette, Namette chided Nametterself, shaking Nametter head at Nametter silly thoughts, voice losing its frightened hint as Namette mouthed along to the song, the voice of that singer, the one Namette love so much, dang forgot the name, filling Nametter head with lyrics. Nametter eyes, of course, sneaky little devils, snuck a look at the trees along side Namette. Namette stop. Namette look again. Nametter mind was playing tricks on Namette, surely picking up on Nametter paranoia. Namette could have sworn... for a second... just a second, Namette thought Namette had seen something blue flash in the light of the streets, however as Nametter eyes roam over the trees again Namette shrug. Paranoia sure is a funny thing.
As Namette start the trek again, Namette feel uncomfortable. Like ants crawling over Nametter back, a slimy feeling on Nametter skin Namette do not like at all. It feel like someone's behind Namette,, watching, but each time Namette turn, there's nothing there. Nametter pace picks up speed, but the presence Namette think is following Namette does not seem to let up. Nametter mind races for a short while, before Namette stop dead in Nametter tracks again. Namette pull out the earbuds, the silence after the music left Nametter ears engulfing Namette quite quickly, as Namette pause the current song. Nametter ears strain for any sound. Namette hear a rustling as a soft yet cold breeze makes Namette pull Nametter coat on tighter, scarf tucked safely into it, but apart from that? Nothing.
Namette groan inwardly, resuming the walk as well as the music, as Namette place the buds back into Nametter ears, paying extra attention to the lyrics this time so as to keep Nametter mind occupied. Nametter eyes stay stubbornly on the ground now, refusing to roam the trees for any sign of movement. The feeling returns almost instantly, but Namette raise Nametter voice a little bit louder, singing along with the now blaring song as Nametter steps quicken yet again. Namette know it's paranoia, but to hell with it.
Namette don't run, Namette tell Nametterself as Nametter steps pound against the floor. It's just fast walking, Nametter starving, Namette want the warmth of Nametter room. Namette aren't fooled by Nametterself.
As Namette get closer and closer to Nametter house, the more of an ominous feeling Namette get. It's shivers and Goosebumps and Namette absolutely refuse to turn around.
Namette throw open the door to Nametter house, step in, know that any glasses at this point would be fogged with the heat regardless, and slam the door shut. Namette glimpse outside through the windows surrounding the parlor but see nothing but nighttime, cars and lit houses.
Nametter face red from the not-running Namette had done, Namette collapse onto a couch, not noticing one of Nametter roommates giving Namette an odd look as Namette remove the buds and turn off the music.
"Namette?"
Namette yelp, hand held close to Nametter heart trying to calm it, as Namette stare at her.
"Sorry, Ange, it's uh... it's been a weird day." Namette mumble, running a hand through Namette mildly sweaty [H/C] hair, a feeling of utter exhaustion overcoming Namette.
"Huh... well, bills are in but, look, we can split them up tomorrow. Namette look like death dragged Namette in I swear. Get some rest." Namette wouldn't call her a friend of Nametters, per se, but she was a nice girl and she helped when really needed.
"I think I will... night Ange." Namette mutter, standing up and moving to Nametter room as her "Night Namette" followed Namette.
Once in Nametter room Namette quickly close the curtains, unwilling to have anything to do with the ink-like night outside. For once Namette dreaded Nametter choice to have put Nametter bed right underneath the main window. Although lovely during summer and spring due to the scents that wafted in when the window was open, during winter and autumn the window became cold... it was also the first time Namette dreaded it not because of the cold but simply because of how near to the outside world Namette were, being on the first floor of the house.
Namette shrugged of the feeling again, unclothing and donning on Nametter favorite yet warmest pajamas Namette has, a book already waiting invitingly on Nametter bed. Namette thought Namette'd read a bit before Namette fell asleep.
Nametter head connected with the pillow and Namette fell asleep instantly.