I saw the white out before it came from my friend who lived in Pensylvania. I walked out of the arcade with my hands in my coat pockets feeling for my phone and searching through my hand bag until I remembered Mom and Dad had confiscated my phone for over using my texting limits.
"Hey! kid need a ride?" I heard a man ask as I turn around to see someone I think is familiar but I don't really remeber seeing him around before.
"Yeah, Thanks." I say as I climb in the car and hear the locks click shut. I didn't bother with the warning signals going off in my head.
A few minutes later I see my house I tell the guy but he does't pull over. I whip my head around to look at him when a news report suddenly comes to my mind.
"Breaking News, late last night a man standing about 5 foot 6 inches was seen stalking local school girl Hayley Carlinson..hears a picture of him. If you see this man stay away"
Oh my god it was him the man on the news that was seen stalking me...HE WAS STALKING ME! The man put a hand on my thigh, and started rubbing as I gave an involuntary shudder.
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Stolen Innocence (Femslash)
Teen FictionI'm seventeen years old, never had a boyfriend, never been kissed, and most importantly never had been laid. When someone finds me and takes me home in a blizzard only I never make it home. The guy brings me into a house and takes something that I w...
