Stalked

Chapter 2

The door slowly creaked open and I saw the same tall figure from earlier step into the room. I picked my phone up and shined the light on the mans face. He quickly turned around to keep me from seeing his face. I put my phone down after I heard the man growl with anger. I saw him turn around and start stepping towards my bed. I sat up and crawled up to the head of my bed and pressed my back against it as far as I could. He climbed across the bed and grabbed my ankle, pulling me towards him. I tried to fight it and pull back up but his grip was too strong. He let go of my ankle and pinned my wrists down on the bed.

I let out a whimper in pain and tried to shake off his grip. He put his hand over my mouth, muffling my whimper. I licked his hand causing him to move it.

"Did you really just lick my hand?" The man whispered loudly.

"Let me go!" I screamed in his face. He smacked me across the face before shuffling out of the room and silently rushing down the steps. Ouch! That freakin hurt! Who was that and what's his problem? I heard my parents run up the stairs and, within a moment, burst through the door. As soon as they got into my room they turned on the light, temporarily blinding me. My cheek was now throbbing and I'm pretty sure there was a mark across my face.

"What happened?" My mom came over to me and sat in front of me. I felt a tear escape from my eyes when my mom pulled me into her arms.

"It was that man again. He came in here and tried to kidnap me then smacked me across the face." I said pointing at my face where he had slapped me. My mom gently turned my head and looked at me.

"Well something hit you, your face is red." My mom said still examining my cheek. My face hurt really bad now. Why me? Ugh this is stupid.

"Your staying home tomorrow so your mom can make sure nothing else happens to you." My dad said as he stood in the door way.

"Okay." I said as I wiped the tears from my eyes and laid back down. My parents walked out and turned the light off again. I tried to go to sleep but I couldn't because my cheek hurt so bad and I was afraid he would come back. I turned my tv on again and watched Family Guy. I felt my eyes slowly close and it became harder and harder to keep them open. I gave in after no more then ten minutes and fell back asleep.

I woke up to my phone ringing in my ear. I checked the time, eight thirty in the morning. I picked up my phone and rubbed my eyes.

"Hello?" I said before trying to clear my throat.

"Try to fight me again and see what happens." I heard a raspy voice say through the phone. I shot up in my bed.

"What? Who is this?" I asked frightened. I heard an evil laugh through the phone before the call was disconnected. What? Who was that? Wait was that the guy from earlier? How did he get my phone number? Oh my god this is freaking me out. I ran downstairs and pounded on my moms door. My mom got up and opened the door.

"What's wrong?" My mom said looking at me to make sure I wasn't hurt.

"He called me mom." I said shakily.

"What?!" My mom shouted with anger.

"Mom I'm scared." I confessed as my mom pulled me into a hug.

"How did he even get your phone number?" My mom asked. That's the same thing I was wondering.

"I don't know." I said slightly sobbing into my moms chest.

"What number did he call you off of?" My mom asked.

"There was no number it was a blocked call." I said.

"Okay if he calls again tell me." My mom said as she let go of me.

"Okay I will." I said before walking to the bathroom. When I got in the bathroom I shut the door behind me and made sure the curtain over our bathroom window was shut. I went to the bathroom before brushing my teeth. I looked in the big mirror in my bathroom, messing with my hair.

I opened a drawer and got out a pony tail to put my hair up with. I put my medium length red hair up into a messy bun before looking into the mirror to make sure I didn't miss any hairs. Suddenly the power went out and I heard the bathroom door slowly open. I looked up in the mirror not wanting to turn around. The same man from last night stood just a few feet behind me. I widened my eyes in fear and quickly spun around. He smirked and stepped towards me. I took a step back feeling that I couldn't move back any further as I was now up against the mirror.

He came closer and closer so that the only thing between us was a thin wall of air. He put his hand up on my cheek. I squeezed my eyes closed and turned away. I opened my eyes to see a smirk played upon his lips.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I mumbled quietly. Why me? Just why? He chuckled before answering.

"Because your fun to play with." He said. Did he really just say play? Is he serious? This guy has serious issues.

"Leave me alone or my mom will call the cops." I threatened.

"If she calls the cops she won't see you ever again." He said tensing his jaw up. What is wrong with this guy?

"Did you really just threaten to kidnap me?" I blurted out without even thinking.

"Maybe." He said with an evil smirk. I just need to get his hood down so I can see who he is. Well here goes nothing. I reached for his hood to pull it down but got my hands pinned down to the mirror. "Oh you almost had me there. But if you try something like that I will have to hurt you again." He said. He leaned in to kiss me but I turned my head so his lips met my cheek. What am I going to do? I need to get him off of me. Wait, I've got an idea. I brought my knee up between his legs and he fell to the ground in pain. I took this time to run around him and to my moms room. I ran in and locked the door behind me.

"Are you okay honey?" My mom asked looking at me.

"He's here I was in the bathroom and he pinned me against the mirror so I kneed him in the balls." I said as my heart raced. I heard a pounding on my moms door and I jumped.

"Go out through the front door. I'll stay in here and unlock the door after you are gone. Do you have your phone with you?" My mom whispered, leaned in close to me.

"Duh." I said pulling my phone out of the pocket on my pajamas.

"Text me when you get up to the neighbors." She whispered. I looked at my mom confused. The neighbors are three miles away from here. There is a heavily wood area that stretched from here to there.

"Mom that's a three mile run." I said blandly and quietly.

"So. You can make it now go." My mom encouraged. I slowly got up and walked to the front door being as quiet as possible as I turned the knob and crept outside. I closed the door quietly then darted off the property and into the woods. I heard the door to my house open and then slam closed. Crap. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me as my lungs burned as if they were on fire. I slowed down and hid behind a giant maple tree and caught my breath. I was panting for breath when I heard a crackle just a few feet away. I squatted down and didn't move a muscle.

I heard footsteps get closer and closer. I began to panic when I heard them stop. I'm pretty sure he knew where I was. I have to think of something. Uh, uh, crap I can't think of anything. I can't make a run for it because he's standing on the opposite side of the tree. I got up to my feet and stood flat against the tree. I picked up a thick stick that was sitting just in front of me. I gripped it as tight as I could as I prepared to swing it my hardest. I slowly peered past the tree unnoticeably. I gasped quietly as I saw he wasn't standing there. Where did he go? I had a bad feeling. He couldn't have just disappeared.