Note- Hi, people. First thing first. I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL, IF I DID THERE WOULD BE WAYYYYYYYY MORE DESTIEL. I also don't own any of the songs that are going to be making appearance in this story. There is going to be a load of songs in this story as I love my music :) Secondly introduction of a few new people, tell me what you think of "The Man". Thirdly, No Sam, Dean or Castiel yet! I think I'm going to add them into the next chapter. Lastly, Again I'm going to be posting this to my Wattpad account. Enjoy -
Chapter 2
*Beep* *Beep* "Six o'clock already, it can't be?" I picked up my phone to check the time and to turn off my alarm. "It is six, but it is Saturday, thank you god". I fell back asleep. The second time I woke up at was ten. "I guess I should get up now, I need a shower." I say to myself. I get up only to see that my whole family left. My mother probably took my brother shopping, he started primary school, and even though it is November, she is only getting his supplies now. My father must be at work as there is no sign of his car either.
I went into the bathroom, switched on the shower, pressed play on my phone and got into the shower. *Angels fall to the floor, like they would if I was captain.* Ahh, Biffy Clyro, one of the best British bands I know. *"Sliver children" she roared, I'm not the son of God* I sing along with the music as I washed my hair. *Somebody help me sing!* "Did somebody just knock at the door?!" I shouted out into nothingness, forgetting that I'm the only one home. *Can anybody hear me?* The music is mixing in with what I'm feeling. I jump out of the shower, grab a towel to warp around me and go to answer the front door.
A man was standing at the door with a package when I answered it. He was dressed in a well-tailored, all black suit. Oh post men becoming fancy now, I say to myself while trying not to laugh. His eyes were travelling up and down my body. "Hello darling." He says in a heavy Scottish accent, eyes still running over my body. OH GOD! He thinks this is the start of some bad porn movie. "I have a package here for an Emily Wilson." Yup, definitely the start of a bad porn movie. "That's me." I say as I trying to keep my panic under control. "All right darling, just sign here, and that will be it." He says. I sign for it, say "Thank you", he walks away, I close the door and run back up to the bathroom. I went back into the shower and stood under the stream of hot water for 20 minutes, while trying to control my breathing. I finished getting washed and walked to my room to get dried and dressed. I've seen that man before, I just know I have, but where? I wonder to myself. My head is hurting and the phone rings from downstairs. I also want to see what is in the package that had just been delivered to me as I don't remember ordering anything. I ran down to answer the phone, but missed it by 2 seconds. I walk slowly over to the package in case the phone rings again and open it, only to find a book about demons in side of the box. Then I really start to panic as I definitely didn't order this. The phone rings again and I go to answer it. "Hello?" I say scared shitless down the phone. "Hello darling, do you like the book I sent you?" The heavy Scottish accent is saying in my ear. I slam down the phone and fall to the ground.
When I come to I see the worried face of my mother who is trying to wake me up and the little face of my brother smiling at me thinking I fell asleep on the ground. "Emily? Can you hear me? Come on Emily please wake up." Says the voice of a panicked mother. I find this funny as I start to sit up only to fall back down again with major dizziness. "Oh, thank god you're awake Emily, I was so worried for a minute I thought you weren't going to wake up." Poor mother always worried about me even, if it was just a simple trip. I slowly try to sit up again and look at my mother and simply say. "Can we have pizza for dinner tonight?" Luke smiles at me and my mother just laughs and says "Yes, but we're going to have to order it now, as it is 5 o'clock. What time did you pass out at?" I look at her confused. "Wait go back a minute, Its FIVE O'CLOCK" I shouted, I was out for nearly 4 hours. "Yes, its five past five, Emily," she says her voice starting to rise into the worried high pitched, voice I grew up with. "What time did you pass out at?" Panic crossed her face. "Around eleven, half eleven, I think I don't really remember." I say, I can feel the panic rising, my breathing is starting to go short, I control it before, mother or Luke sees what is happing. Mum rang the pizza place and 20 minutes later dad came home with a cheese and a chicken and ham. "Really?" I asked. "You know I don't like ham" Dad just looks at me, "Sorry Emily but Luke won't eat chicken, unless there is ham on it." I grab a slice of cheese and go to sit down. I need to get to my room. NOW! When I'm done I go upstairs to my room, lock the door and turn up my IPod speakers. *IT'S A BEAUTIFUL LIE, IT'S THE PERFECT DENIAL, SUCH A BEAUTIFUL LIE TO BELIEVE IN.* The music is loud and it drowns out my screams. I'm freaked out, this feels like the first time I felt the eyes on me. "Shite the book." I ran down to grab the book only to be caught by father wondering what I was doing. "Oh nothing dad, I just came down to grab the phone and a drink I'm going to call the twins." I said with the fakest smile on my face and tone to my voice, he believed me.
Back up in my room I rang Alexandra and Sophia. "Hello?" Sophia asked, or it could have been Alex I never know who is on the phone. "Hi, erm can I just ask who I'm talking with, it's hard to tell over the phone." I say. "That's what he said." The person on the other end said. "Alexandra, would you can Sophia like to stay in my house, I Neeeeed to talk to you both ASAP!" "We'll be right over".
When they both finally arrive, Sophia blaming Alex for being late-Again. I tell them about the man in the suit, the book and the phone call. "You have to call the police, Now!" they say in union. "or a least tell your parents." "Or maybe" I start. "I'm going to go for a walk to clear my mind." I get up before they can say anything, tell my dad I'm going to the shop (on my own) to get stuff for me and the twins.
I left the house and started to make my way up to the shops, the sun was setting in the sky and I heard a revved engine heading towards me. The last thing I remember is a van pulling up, hands grabbing me and man in a well-tailored, black suit saying "hello again darling" in the heavy Scottish accent, throwing me into the back of the van before hitting me on the head.