Recap:
ZOE :
I glanced at the mirror to notice a blue truck I had seen at the ice cream station too. I took another turn and so did the truck. My heart started to pace like a leopard. My legs placed over the accelerator quivered, shaking my whole body. I jammed the accelerator racing, trying to ditch the truck. But the truck also paced behind me.
My mind stopped functioning, panic rushing through the nerves. The hysteria caused my heart to flip faster. My eyes kept a strong gaze ahead but one side gaze was fixed on the mirror. I took another unexpected turn in an attempt bluff my stalker, but the blue truck never left my back. My mind aborted to respond; I could feel frenzy capture my heart and brain. I could intuit and foresee an auspice; something bad was coming and as always I was left helpless and prostate.
~~~~~~~CHAPTER 5~~~~~
Zoe’s P.O.V.
I was lying under my soft covers, my head covered, subconsciously sleeping when a hand came to touch my head through the covers, slowly lifting them. Even though I was half asleep my heart still raced. I wished it would be a dream. I pressed my eyes shut as sweat wet my thighs. I gulped before I screamed.
“Leave me alone!! Or just kill me at once!!!”
“Hey baby are you fine?” My dad inquired. My heartbeat started to slow as I reluctantly opened my eyes.
“Since when have you been sleeping? Are you alright? Feel sick?”
“No um ….I ...just …um...-”
“It’s alright, I ‘m here now.” He stroked his hands over my head and said “Dinner time, come let’s eat.”
“You wanna eat with…um me?”
“You say that like I am some outsider….I can of course have some food with my …dau...um girl.” He replied sheepishly, feeling awkward and seemed a little regretful.
“Um …no it’s …um ok …I ‘m coming.”
He nodded and fixed a smile on his face and walked out. Today had been the most horrible day; I just wished it would end nice. The afternoon had been terrifying. My chest began to ache again, heart beat starting to run as I thought about my mysterious chaser. The blue truck followed me about 10 minutes until I picked up my cell and acted as if I was talking to someone. Then I bolted home, though I had a feeling the driver had been here before so the truck dropped me about a mile away. My body was shivering thinking about it again. I had fallen straight to bed when I reached home, allowing my tears to capture over my mind.
Why would someone follow me? Was it …? No! My life was a living hell.
My eyes fell on my bruised hand; it did hurt, but comparatively to the wounds on my psyche were much more painful.
“Zo, we have no groceries?” My dad asked, coming back to my room, breaking through my thoughts.
“Um….ugh…yh ….It’s been …a – a while….I –I …wanted to tell you…” I stuttered hesitantly.
“Oh….what have you been eating ? I mean…I am sorry dear, I didn’t ask you before. Do you feel sick?”
“No dad, it’s ok….let’s just get something …um …from the restaurant?”
“Yes, I’ll ask someone to drop some food in here….while I am watching TV. You want to join?”
“I guess….I’ll take a shower.”
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Gizem / GerilimShe's not a geek, and she's not slut. She's not a nerd, but she's not a cheerleader. She's not popular, yet she's not ugly. Who IS she? Zoë Hudson is Silent. Zoë has never been able to express herself. She's an observer and she likes it that way by...
