Dear Diary

3

The Next Day

Delilah's POV:

I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. I quickly grabbed an apple and ran out of the house just in time for the bus to arrive. I got on and sat down next to Heather, whom I noticed on the bus yesterday afternoon.

"Hey!" I spoke as I sat down.

"Hi," She smiled. We talked along the way to school. As I entered math, I noticed Megan and Lilly sitting there but no Stacy.

"Hey guys, where's Stacy?" I asked as I sat down next to them.

"Stace is going on a 1 week-long trip with her mother. It's the only way they can bond," Lilly looked down.

Stacy's parents were owners of one of the world's biggest production companies, meaning that they were always out of the house. They missed a lot in Stacy's life. Including her sweet 16.

But whatever little time they can get, they spend it with their kids.

"What about Jake?" Megan questioned. Lilly's face softened.

"It's a spa trip. Stace said he doesn't want to go and their dad is still in India," Lilly responded, looking at the board.

Whenever Jake was brought up, she would zone out.

I, of course, knew why. Megan did too. But no one else did.

Lilly built up the confidence to tell me a few years ago about her little crush on Jake.

"Oh," I sighed.

The day went on, conversations remained boring, and nothing much really.

As I reached home, I sat in my room for hours, waiting for the sun to set. Just as it began to, I quickly changed into a plain green t-shirt, black leggings, and a leather jacket. I slid on thigh highs and tied the laces.

I grabbed my backpack and walked out of the house, towards the woods.

My parents were both hunters, explaining why we lived near the woods. Often, I would grab my father's old bow and arrow set and go into the woods to shoot some targets as practice. I clutched the bow tightly and noticed a rabbit sprinting through the bushes. I brought the bow up and aimed for the rabbit.

Right in the eye.

I walked up to the dead animal and picked it up with my gloves on. I shoved it into my empty backpack and continued looking for prey.

As I was about to shoot another rabbit, I could hear footsteps behind me.

Mom's number 1 rule, always to be aware of your surroundings.

I turned around, my bow up, and looked at the target.

It was a real person.

Dressed in all black. Mask on and all. Gloves and black sneakers.

In their hand remained a sharpened throwing knife.

Panicked, I pulled the string on my bow, firing the arrow right at the person. They dodged it easily, turning back to me.

I reached for another arrow but quickly realized I had ran out. The person stepped closer to me, clutching my shoulder tightly.

I looked at the world around me as it faded into a black, dark hole. The person dropped me to the ground, the throwing knife piercing my chest. They quickly removed their mask and smirked at me.

"You?" I spoke as my last breathless words.

The world faded off, leaving me in the hole.