Chapter 13

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Yesterday was history tomorrow is a mystery. Let's take that literal in my case, so far I have been hearing voices, ended up in the hospital twice, seen a skeleton in my car as it fell in a frozen lake, saw my best friend die, have been chased by two killers and have had a huge gash on my cheek and it's only been two weeks.

Tomorrow sure is a mystery, and to add to the list someone broke into my house writing a warning on the walls.

After I fainted once again, my mom called the cops and of course where do I wake up? In the hospital again, No shocker there.

I got up taking in the familiar surroundings, I sighed deeply and looked out of the little window, and things will never change will they?

I got out of my hard bed and walked barefoot out of the little private room my mom got for me, I opened the door and should I be surprised what happened next? I was swarmed with reporters and cameras flashing in my face, everything felt so hazy their voices blurring in the background when I saw that one person making his way towards me through the swap of reporters. Sean.

I didn't care if there were cameras and microphones being shoved in my face, I hugged Sean in the midst of all of this, hiding my face in his chest as he stroked my hair while the nurses shoved the reporters away.

"How are you?" he mumbled in my hair

"Alright" was all I could manage to say, he pulled back from the hug and looked into my pale green eyes.

"You're not alright" he kissed the top of my head and took me to the cafeteria.

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I was discharged later that day, Christmas was a day away, and everyone was so hyped about it my mom included. She decorated the whole house in red and orange lights to my surprise Susan wasn't going out with her "friends" on Christmas, surprise surprise.

I was sitting in my room thinking about the same thing over and over again. 'I'm coming for you Madeline' my stomach twisted in every way possible, my mom said that we would talk about it after Christmas, she didn't want to ruin this one holiday since all of us needed it.

I sat on my white furry carpet, eating some leftover pasta, when a little ginger fur ball with green eyes also known as 'Nemo' started to lick my foot. Nemo is my little kitty I almost forgot she was still around. I picked her up and put her on my lap playing with her little paws.

"That's quite a sight" I looked up and saw Sean leaning on my door frame.

"Don't get too used to it" I smiled and he did the same. He walked into my little blue room and sat next to me playing with Nemo's paw.

"He's a cute one" he said smiling and that's when I noticed how close we were. I shifted a little to the right to avoid being too close.

"Yeah he is"

"Do you want to go to the park?" I looked at him and kissed his cheek.

"Yeah I would"

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We were on our way back from the park, today felt good, we laughed and chased each other I almost felt normal.

"I always wanted to be superwoman, you know so I could fly" I said kicking a rock

"Why want when you can be" he said with an evil grin on his face

"What are you up to Sean?" I asked slightly curious.

He picked me up, even with my protests he did not put me down, I punched his back laughing and he laughed too.

"What you wanted to be superwoman" he laughed

"Not like this though" I laughed slightly blushing.

He carried me like that all the way to my house and people did stop to stare but the stare with the smile on their faces not the whispers stare.

When we reached my doorstep he put me down slightly blushing yet smiling at the same time.

"Thank you for today" I said staring at my shoes

"Hey no problem" he said lifting my chin to look at him.

"Would you um like to spend Christmas with me tomorrow?"

He walked closer, putting a stand of my blonde hair behind my ear, leaning down and kissed me. It was a small yet comfortable kiss.

"I would love to"

I stepped back a little startled but felt a blush creep onto my cheeks; he chuckled and kissed my cheek and left saying goodbye. I just stood there like an idiot with a stupid grin on my face.

This can't be happening.




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