Let It Be Me

Chapter Nine - Don't Be Afraid. It Will One Day Fade.

The room was exactly like mine! It was crazy and even the furniture was placed at the same places as mine. I slowly walked around turning on each light that I passed. Everything seemed so clean and normal. I smiled to myself at how he wasn't like most boys who left everything on the floor. Suddenly something caught my eye.  Walking slowly towards the closet room, a small piece of paper hid in between the gaps of the door. I traced my finger on the edges ignoring the high chance of me getting a paper cut. Smiling at the excitement, I pulled the paper out and uncreased it slowly trying not to bend the sides.

I felt as my smile faded and shock crept upon me. I dropped the paper and took two steps back, with a hand over my mouth.

It was a photo of me.

Thoughts ran through my head as I tried to calm myself down. Maybe he just really likes me so he felt he needed a photo of me...? But Where did he get the photo from? I mean, this photo was from a year ago...mhmm...He probably stole it from my files. Oh my god is there anymore? A rush of danger blew at my face as I flung the closet door open and gasped. Stuck neatly and carefully covering every inch of the closet walls were pictures of me. Big and small. Some were taken when I was eating, walking to class, in class, talking, sleeping and...oh my god. There were photos of me naked. I ripped the photos of me naked forcefully down and began to rip them into shreds. My eyes began to burn and water. Why does he have photos of me? I started to panic and became lightheaded as I struggled to stand on my feet.  I then noticed other items in the closet. Clothes. My clothes. My notes. Tissues...the fork I used this morning. I felt faint. I had to get out of here, now. I turned around about to leave just as something tall leaned against the door. It took a step forward exposing itself to the light and I stiffened.

"Na-na-Nathan?" I stammered looking around the closet for ways to escape. He cocked his head to the side and a slow smile grew on his lips as my chest rise up and down revealing my nervousness.

"Hi Miranda." He spoke calmly licking the bottom of his lip as he took one step towards me. I screamed for my body to move but it didn't. A tear fell free from my eye sliding down my burning cheeks. Lustfulness filled his eyes as he traced down my body, landing on the shredded pictures in my hands. His eyes widened and his nose flared.

 "What did you do to my photos?" His voice was calm and smooth but I could sense the threat in it, sending silent chills up my back.

"Wh-wh-why do you ha-ha-have photos of m-me?" My voice cracked weakly as I tried to keep myself upright. He smiled again taking another step forward making our bodies now only 2 inches apart. He slowly rotated his head in a circle following me with his eyes the whole way round and then he chuckled gently, insidiously.

"Where do I begin?" He asked rhetorically lowering his head to my ear causing me to hold my breathe. "I want you." He whispered lowly."Mrs Dead." I felt a grin grow on his face and I shuddered in fear.

"W-w-hat? Na-nathan. This i-is n-not f-u-fu-nny." He placed a piece of hair behind my ear chuckling and then sighed. 

"You don't get it do you? Well, Let me explain this to you." He pulled away from me, closing the door in the process with his back. "But first, please do enlighten me with what Jenny has told you earlier." He spoke, a sense of already knowing the answer lingered.

"Sh-she...I..." I swallowed the large lump that has gathered in my throat "She said yu-you killed your pa-parents." An eyebrow raised on his face and I quickly added "I don't believe her.." I said a little too loudly. He laughed. He just laughed. 

"Why am I not surprised." He looked at the ceiling and rolled his eyes before looking back at me with a sudden dark expression. "You don't believe the right people." Then it brightened up again as he walked closer to me, gently stroking my face. I moved my head back but he forced his hand onto my face.

"So...about me." He breathed. "My full name is Nathan Redfield. I am turning 19 this year and ever since I was young, I hated my last name" He pouted at the last part i faked a nod to show him I'm listening as he laughed out the last part "So I killed it!" 

"How can you kill your last name?" I whispered.

 "No silly! That's just stupid." He leaned down to my ear again. "I killed my parents." My heart began to beat faster as he pulled away, giving me a strange look. Fear crept up my arm and I widened my eyes.

He smiled again tilting his head to one side "And now." He took a step closer with his lips to my ear and hands on my shoulders. "I'm going to kill you." He pulled out a knife from his pocket slowly licking the edge of it.

"What?" I whispered unsure of my voice.

"You know, you've been the hardest target yet but ever so interesting. You were really hard to track down too. It took me SO long to plan this out, and I knew it would have taken a lot to bring you into my room so I thought faking drunk and crashing into your room was the best idea. I'm just really surprised you fell for it so easily. I guess being good looking really does help eh?" Suddenly everything sank in and I suddenly understood how he knew everything about Calvin. He had been stalking me the whole time. He took a step closer and I stumbled backwards. I need to escape.

"I can't wait for you to meet my parents! Mr and Mrs Dead. They'd love you"  He continued with that same glint of danger in his eyes and it was at that moment, I realized how very sick he was.

 "Nathan. You're sick." I spoke shocked at how calm my voice sounded. He placed a finger under my chin and lifted it up to his eyes with a sickening tenderness.

 "I'm love sick."

I screamed and pushed him away with all the strength I had left, quickly flinging the door open and jumping out. I can hear him groaning as he picked himself off the floor and grabbed my leg. Instantly, I kicked his hand off and kept running until I got to the front door. Taking one last look behind, I found he had stopped his chase and instead just stood outside the closet door with huge guilty pleading eyes. Staring at me with tears forming he mouthed "Come to me."

I shook my head disgustedly and burst out of the door. Running and running with tears pouring out of my eyes, I had no idea where I was going but I knew I was not going back. Why did this happen? Why did I let him convince me he was safe? I cried harder at the thought of his beautiful green eyes and how his lips felt on mine.

I cant believe I let him do that! He was sick! He needed help, H-h-he wanted to KILL me! I ran out of the lobby, past the field, past Hall 2 past the school grounds. The party was still on and I could still hear the faint beat of the bass but I kept running, running until I couldn't run anymore. Crashing down into the mud I looked around realizing I was lost in the forrest.

The floor was damp and the air was chilly. I could hear the leaves rustling and usually this would have scared me. But I was so heart broken, scared, betrayed and every negative emotion that I couldn't even be bothered with where I was. I kept crying and crying. I cried for the mother who gave up on me. Cried for the father that ignored me. Cried for all the friends that left me. Cried for the fact that Calvin played me and most of all, I cried for me. How stupid and naïve I was for trusting Nathan. How I didn't even notice how sick he was or see any of the signs.  I should have known that glint of danger wasn't normal.

I curled up into a tight ball as small as I could go and cried some more. Why am I alive?

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