///Melissa POV///
The floorwas soft and I felt like I was cover in a big blanket. Really warm and soft. I open my eyes to see that I was in a room; the room was lightened by candles and a lantern. I sat up to see that the room’s wall were cover in spiders but the couch, where I was lying, and the carpet were clean…new because they still had the price tags on them. I look around to see nothing but then I noticed him…
“You…” I said. It was that guy again…the guy dressed in black. He was sitting on the chair reading a large book…no, marking on it with a pen. He stopped and looked at me. “Where…where am I?”
“Somewhere…” he said. Is that it? Somewhere? What am I doing here? Wait…there was that woman…and that figure…
“How I get here…” I asked him.
“You were attacked…she was dealt with.” What does he mean by ‘dealt with?’ Was seeing her being sliced in half real…was it him that killed her. He stood up and walked towards me. I crawled back to the corner of the couch.
“Well…the police…I saw her on you and I pulled her away from you and knocked her out…you hit your head hard on the wall and you were out cold. So I called the police and took you here.” He told me as he handed me a candy bar.
“Thanks…” I said and noticed that his hood was off. He was cute and his eyes…are they red or something? Most have black, brown, or hazel eyes…but red? That is weird…he didn’t smile or nothing. Like a human eye should and not like that lady…just normal red eyes…
“What is it?” he asked me.
“Nothing…how you stop her?” he looked down as if thinking.
“She was…easy to…um…doesn’t matter.” He gave a curious look at me. “What did you see from her…”
Two days past and things were back to normal...almost normal. He took me home after our talk. He was really weird, how did he know where I lived? That house was abandoned…why he brought me there? And my parents were frustrated at me…they asked me where I was and what happened. But he told them about the attack and where I was…telling them that he brought me to his house! His house! My parents thanked him for that and he left. No ‘you’re welcome’ or nothing. I kept thinking about what I saw and CJ…the blood stain and that figure I saw before I was out-
“MELLISA!!” I heard someone yell as someone jumped on my back. I found out that it was O’Felia. She got off me and smiled.
“Hey…” I answered her…I just can’t get that woman’s face off my mind. I had a nightmare about her for the past two nights…
“Hey, you alright? What happen to you? You were gone for two days…Miss perfect attendance.” She said while she laughed.
“I could say the same thing to you too.” I looked at her in the eyes to show that I was serious. “Mr. Courtesy asked me where YOU have been for two days like me…”
“Look…sorry…some shit happen and I was needed home.” She told me.
“And CJ…him too and what happened earlier that day. Do you know that guy…?” she stared at me like I was crazy. She then smiled.
“What guy-“ she began.
“That guy in black! The one in the lunchroom! CJ acted weird as I told him about that guy…like you!” I yelled in frustration. She backed away and had a pitiful look as she look at me in the eyes.
“I’m sorry…but it’s a secret…I would tell you if it wasn’t…look. Forget about it, OK?” the bell rang and she walked past me. But she muttered something, it sounded like…”It’s what best for you…”
I didn’t see CJ in class after me and O’Felia had our talk. I was beginning to wonder again about that guy. What did I see on the street…I remember well…she wasn’t human? That voice…
“I am sending you to hell…”
“I’m sending you to hell.” I said to myself.
“What was that, Miss Dyson?” my eyes fell up to see Mr. Courtesy in front of me.
“N-Nothing!” I told him. “I was remembering a line in a movie I saw…that’s all!”
“Well…I like you to explain some things to the new student in our classroom. You show him around the class and explain what were studying.” He said and I nodded. He walked away and behind him was that guy again. Oh god…but at least he wasn’t wearing his hood. He walked and sat down on the desk beside me. He hasn’t spoken yet and me neither.
“Who’s the new kid…” I heard someone say.
“He’s cute…” another one said.
“I know, right?” I couldn’t take it. Didn’t they see his eyes? They’re red! And if only they knew how weird he is…
“Hey…” he said and I sat up.
“Y-yeah…” I replied.
“Listen…I found your house because of your I.D. so don’t think I’m a stalker or anything. That is if you had any thoughts like that of me.” he said and I felt dumb. That’s how he knew where I lived…but what about his house…where he lived and his parents?
“Don’t worry about it…really!” I smiled and began to explain what we were doing in class.
