CHAPTER TWO
"We're Home" I called out to my mother, whom I could hear feverishly working away in the kitchen, probably preparing some wonderfully complicated meal for tonight.
"Who's we pumpkin?" I cringed at mum's pet name for me, before yelling back
"Me and Eric". At this, my brother came thundering down the stairs, in only a baggy T-shirt and boxers.
"Jesus Stephan, put some clothes on!" I cry out, dramatically covering my eyes.
"Come on Sam, you know you love it" he teased, wiggling his hips at me like a drunk girl.
Eric coughed awkwardly, causing me to burst into a fit of giggles. He nudged me playfully, and then started to tickle me. Everyone knows I am incredibly ticklish, so this was just low. I began laughing hysterically as he tickled my waist. He chased me around, still tickling me. I fell on the ground but he just kept on tickling, whilst I writhed underneath him, wow this boy was persistent. Suddenly he stopped as he realised what position we were in. He was straddling me with his hands perilously close to my breasts. It was my brother's turn to cough awkwardly.
My face flushed extremely red, and I shoved Eric off me. I said an embarrassed goodbye to them both and then fled up to my room.
"Ow" I heard Eric exclaim behind me. I think that Stephan just hit him…
"Dude, what the hell?" I heard my brother say. Yep he definitely just hit him. This is the kind of stuff I mean when I say that sometimes I think he likes me too. Oh well… My face flushed as I remembered lying on the carpet, straddled by Eric. The redness deepened when I realised that I actually really liked being straddled by him. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if Stephan wasn't there.
I lay on my bed and grabbed the book I had been reading. I was so close to the end and I really wanted to finish it before I did anything else. It's by this amazing author, Sophie Andrews, and Hannah (my best friend from school) recommended it to me so I thought I would give it a go, and I absolutely loved it.
I sat on my bed for about an hour, completely absorbed in the wsa a great distraction from what had happened with Eric. When I finally finished, I was actually really sad that the book was over, in a weird kind of way, so I got my phone off the nightstand, and quickly sent a text to Hannah:
Hey, do you want to come over? Sooo bored :p xx
I threw my phone between my hands as I waited for a response. My phone vibrated, and I eagerly read her reply
Sorry I can't, I have to watch my brother. You could come here though? (: xxx
I yelled down to mum asking if I could go. She yelled back yes, so I texted Hannah saying that I'd be there soon. I quickly took my hair out of the high pony it had been in and let it hang loose. I applied light make up and pulled on some navy blue skinnies and my favourite pair of ankle boots.
"BYE MUM" I shouted as I shut the door.
The cold night air nipped at my exposed cheeks, but thankfully I had grabbed my wolly hat before leaving. I pulled it down over my ears, and tightly crossed my arms as I walked down the street. It occurred to me that the streets in our neighbourhood are really not as well lit as they should be, when I tripped over a drain cover that I hadn't seen until I was right on top of it.
The whole situation was giving me the creeps; I got the shivers up my spine that you always get when it feels like someone is watching you. Which was especially unnerving as I have excellent sensory skills, it's what makes me such a good hunter, (not to be arrogant or anything)…
I quickened my pace, and quickly looked behind me, then quickly looked in front of me. I was getting more and more panicked. Calm down Sam, it's fine, there's no one here who would want to hurt you. I was really getting paranoid. Every shadow looked like a person about to jump out at me. I got like this sometimes when I ran after it had got dark. If my dad had been home he would have insisted on giving me a lift.
I whipped my head around after hearing footsteps behind me, but no one was there. It was really quiet in the street. It was like no one lived in the village anymore. I heard the footsteps again, but closer this time. I started to run; I was nearly at Hannah's house now. When I started running, I immediately heard the footsteps start behind me again. When I turned around this time though, I saw 4 huge men chasing me. I tried to run faster, but they were so much taller that it didn't make a difference.
I readied myself for the inevitable, but I still screamed when a large body crashed into mine, holding a cloth over my face. I breathed in, and at once smelt the sweet, pungent aroma that meant only one thing. I tried to fight the attacker off, but quickly everything went black. The last thing I remember is hearing a deep masculine voice say
"That's definitely her, good work Boys".
Oh dear, what have I gotten myself into now?