Poisoned by Love

I keep on running, I won't let him catch me. I can't let him catch me! My lungs are screaming for air, my prom dress is shredded, and my arms are tattooed with blood thanks to the sharp bushes that try to reach out and grab me. I can't believe that I ever trusted him. I can't believe that I ever fell in love with that creep. I should have listened to Lacy, she was right, there was definitely something wrong with him. I turn a corner in the woods and run right into a tree. I try to get up, but I can't.

"Massie!!!" He calls in his sick, twisted voice that I once found soothing. I hear a twig snap. I gasp. The last thing I hear is his evil triumphant cackle as he picks me up by my neck like you would a doll. Then, I black out. What will this creep do to me?

Three months earlier......

"Massie, over here!" I turn and see my best friend Lacy standing up waving her arms trying desperately to get my attention. I walk across the perfectly manicured lawn over to where my three friends are standing.

"About time you got here," my friend Rachel grumbled. She was wearing her usual plain green t-shirt that matched her eyes and white jean shorts that went really well with her waist length curled chocolate brown hair. As expected, she was wearing her favorite green Converse.

"Sorry," I said feeling my face get hot with embarresment," There was a lot of traffic."

"Whatever," Rachel said dismissively with a glare that could freeze the sun and stop a rabid dog in its tracks.

"I'm so excited!" Lacy squealed. She was wearing a Coca Cola t-shirt and white jean shorts that fit her perfectly. She was wearing matching red Converse. It looked great with her long blonde pin-straight hair. She turned to my third friend, her twin sister, Lizzie. Lizzie was wearing a blue and white striped boyfriend tee that looked cute with her black jean shorts and matching black Converse. Her long curled black hair went down to her elbows. The twins had nothing, except for their blue eyes, in common. All three of my friends looked like supermodels, in their cute, matching outfits, while I looked tired and disheveled. I was wearing a cute outfit, with my black shirt and converse with dark blue jean shorts that looked great with my raven hair and deep blue eyes, but I had stayed up all night writing my book so I looked like I just woke up.

"Let's go find our seats," Lizzie said. We went through rows and rows of seats until we finally found ours. Amazingly, our seats were in the third row.

"How did you get such great seats, Liz?" I asked amazed at how close we would be to the band.

Lizzie flipped her hair and simply said," I know people."

We were all stocked to finally see The Xx in concert. By the time the concert started, the whole stadium was filled with people. They started with my favorite, "Our Song". In the middle of the song, I looked over and saw a guy staring at me. He was smiling at me, not in a creepy way, but a friendly way, like he knew me. I smiled back, unsure if he was actually smiling at me, or at one of my supermodel friends. I looked closer at him to see if I really did know him. He was tall, he had dark brown hair and blue eyes that sucked you in. He was well built, but not one of those guys that looked like they lived in a gym. He was wearing a plain gray t-shirt and faded jeans. Well, now one thing was certain, I didn't know him, I would have remembered that.

The rest of the concert went by really quickly. After the concert, I saw that guy again. He walked up to me.

"Hi," he said casually oblivious to the cows eyes my friends, and every other girl there, were making at him,"you're Massie, right? My name is Lander, I'm new at Forton High School."

"Hi," I said awkwardly and sure that I had never seen him before," yeah, I'm Massie."

"Well, Massie," he said, making my name sound like the most beautiful thing ever," it's nice to officially meet you."