Fading Sun

Chapter 3: Who are you?

    The bell rings signalling that class is over. It's the end of they day and I couldn't be happier. I get out of the classroom and go to my locker. I look to my right and see Juliet.  She's a dram queen. She shuts her locker and looks at me. "Well look, it's the little emo." She smirks and fluffs her hair a bit. I shut and lock my locker. "Well look, it's the little dram queen everybody talks about." Her mouth is wide open and I just walk away. It was rude.  But it was true. 
     Once I was outside I began to walk home. Surprisingly it hasn't rained today. That was luck though.  My phone started to ring and I immediately pulled it out of my back pocket to check it. It was Bryan calling. "Where are you?" His voice sounded so distant on the other side of the phone.  "Almost home, why?" I replied. "Can I come over when you get home?" "Yes of course babe." "Okay" he said ending the conversation. I press end and put my phone in my back pocket again.    That was a little odd.
     I walk up to a stop sign and look around seeing no cars. I start across the road and out of the corner of my eye I see a man standing in a yellow raincoat, blue jeans  and rain boots. Not odd to see around here but that guy gave me the creeps. When I got to my mailbox I turned around and the man was just a few feet behind me. I could see him better now. He was smiling.  But it was weird because it was almost like he was hiding something. "What do you want?" I questioned. He just grunted and turned to walk away.
    I opened my mailbox and grabbed the letters out and looked through them. All for mum. I get in the house and go upstairs to my brothers room. He isn't there. That's strange because I saw him turn the corner to go to our house just a few minutes ago.  I call his cell phone. Straight to voicemail.  Great, it's off. Where could he have went?
     I go walking around to look a bit. I get about half way down our road and I see a body laying in the grass. It's his. I run up to him and I see he's still breathing.  Thank God. There is a small cut on his forehead and his arm appears to be broken. It's bruised and bloody.
   I glance over and see the same man in the yellow coat. "Who are you and what did you do to my brother?!" I screamed.  He just smiles again.  Laughing like it was a joke. How could he think this was funny? My brother is lying in the grass hurt and bleeding and he laughs? What's wrong with him?!
   "I'm sorry" are the last words I hear before I'm hit in the head by a very hard object and I fall to the ground and everything goes black.