Chapter 59

Two nights later I was sitting at the small desk in my room trying to do my homework, the work lamp on my desk kept tilting sideways and I kept trying to get it steady. I turn to get my book bag from the floor when I felt a draft, like if someone had walked fast near me stirring the papers on my desk. I looked to the window but it was closed.

The door closed and locked.

I was alone.

A chill ran down my spine and I closed my eyes frighten, when I open them I could see from the corner of my eye a hooded figure sitting in the corner of my room, I was too frightened and stunned to blink, when I turned my head there was no one there.

During the following months it kept happening to me. I wanted to tell Alice, but she had problems of her own without having to add a best friend that was going crazy.

It seamed that she had fallen in love with her foster brother Jasper. And they where secretly seeing eachother.

Talk about weird.

On the year I turned 15th, I received a call from an anonymous person telling me that she knew what I had done. The woman's voice sounded foreign, she told me to come to La Push or that she would tell the authorities of what I had done, she also told me she had proof when I protested that no one would believe her.

The guilt and anger stirred in my gut so I grabbed my bag-pack and stuffed it with clothes, I only took what I could fit in it. I burned my pictures with my so called family and only took with me the ones of me and Alice. I wrote a note to her saying where I was going.

I went to the reservation and sat on the beach for hours, no one came.

It was almost midnight I figured I should leave, when a running figure approached me; the man was tall and had blond almost white hair that glowed in the night, his eyes where devious, he had a distinct and foul odder.

He looked me over and then dropped a large bundle, and turned to jog back to where he came from.

I watched him leave but could not make out to where in the darkness.

After a few moments, I sank back to the sand and open the brown papered bundle. I found a note with scratchy script ordering me to leave my home and go with her; she would be waiting for me in two days, enough to get my "affairs" in order. I un-wrapped the paper and in it was a set of clothing all in black, a long hooded black coat, and a pair of boots, a passport and a sealed envelope with money.

Was she buying me?,

Was I for sale?

What would she want with me?

Who was this person?