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sorry it took longer to update this one cause i couldn't get the ending right but it's up now so please don't kill me! here you go then . . .

Chapter 6:

"Patch don't scare me like that!" I said as I held my hand over my heart that was beating too fast. I walked over to my dresser, grabbed a medicine bottle and shook out two iron pills (I'm anemic). I swallowed them then walked over and grabbed the water off my bedside table taking a giant mouthful.

"I read the letter." He said blankly. We just stared at each other for a while. "When did you get it?"

"When mum went to get pizza at around 7pm I came up here to pick out some DVDs and I saw a dark figure standing outside my window that was closed on the letter. They looked at me then jumped off the roof."

"Why didn't you call me? What if he hurt you? What if he took you? What if he–" He couldn't finish his sentence and he sounded sad and hurt because I didn't tell him sooner, but he also sounded relieved that I was ok.

"I'm sorry, I really am it's just . . . it's just that mum isn't home very often and I wanted to spend some time with her. Anyway nothing happened anyway so you don't have to worry about me." He turned away from me and I walked over and put my hand on he shoulder. "Look I really am sor–," he swung around so quickly I nearly lost my balance and brought his lips to mine with a firery passion I had never experienced before. When he pulled back I realized I had been pinned up against the wall and he put his hands on either side of my face, looking me straight in the eyes with worry.

"I have to worry about you, I want to worry about you, not because I'm your guardian angel, but because I care about you! If something had happened to you . . ." he couldn't finish that sentence and the worry and sadness in his voice made me feel guilty.

"I am really sorry. Next time I'll call you without hesitation." I said trying to make him feel better . . . it didn't. It just made things worse.

"What do you mean next time? There isn't gonna be a next time!" My comment just made him angrier.

"Why are you so angry, nothing happened and we don't even know if he's not hu–" I started when a sudden realization hit me. "Patch, do you know something about who's sending these letters or who they say is coming after me?" He looked away from me, not daring to look into my eyes.

"I'll see you later, Happy Birthday." And with that, he stormed to my window, threw it open (so hard I was lucky it didn't break) then leaped out of it.

I ran to the window, closed it, and locked it. I jumped onto my bed and cried myself to sleep. Patch had a really bad temper and, although I didn't say it to his face, he scared me sometimes. But the thing that scared me the most was that he was keeping something from me, I didn't know what, but it made me worried, confused, and scared.

I woke up several times during the night and decided to get up when I woke up at 6:30am. I changed out of the cloths I fell asleep in, and put on some baggy black track pants, a white tank top, and a light blue hoodie. I slipped on my Roxy slippers and headed downstairs.

Mum was still asleep (not that it was a surprise, I had only been asleep for about 3 hours) so I went downstairs and turned on the TV with the volume down low. Sunday morning TV sucks! There's absolutely nothing on, so I turned on the DVD player and replayed the first series of Moonlight that wasn't taken out last night. I curled up on the couch and watch it, until (without realizing) I slowly started to drift into an undisturbed sleep.

A/N: hope you liked it, it took me ages to get it right, so u better be greatful! lol jokes, but seriously if you're not i will smother you in your sleep *smiles sweetly* anyway you know the drill read and review, i won't update till i get at least 28 reviews, which also gives me time to write the actual chapter, i have it nearly done already but cant get the ending right. REVIEW!