Unwanted

Chapter 3

Night terrors. Their the worst. I've suffered from nightmares since I was 8 years old. Sometimes they aren't as bad, but sometimes, I can't even breathe.

Chapter 3
I dreamed I was running through the forest, but bad people were chasing me. I kept running and running until my feet felt like they were bleeding. I ran over a stump in the ground and tripped. I fell on my hands and knees and heard the men chasing me, from behind get closer. I whimpered and didn't know what to do. I couldn't move anything. It felt like I was paralyzed. The men were standing over me in seconds. I couldn't see their faces. They were covered in black. The taller man held a gun to my face. He pulled the trigger the next second.

I woke up screaming. I yanked the blanket off me and ran to my screen door on the end of the bed. I yanked open the door and ran out. I was immediately greeted by the cold night air. I shivered but the air woke me up fully from my nightmare. That was a really bad one. I'm sure I woke someone up by my screaming.

I sat down on the stairs at the end of my little yard. When I looked up at the sky, a moon, and thousands of stars reflected back at me. I loved nighttime. It always seemed magical.

I remember the guy from last night, and my eyes automatically shot over to his screen door. Right next to my house.

The lights were on in the bedroom. That's strange, I thought. I looked up the house more, since it was two stories high, just like mine.

When I looked up to the balcony that overlooks the forest, almost identical to ours, I saw him. He was resting his elbows on the railing, and looking right at me. I blushed and ducked my head.

He probably heard me screaming. Usually it's not a problem because no one lives in either side of us. But since his family moved in, that's going to change. I just hope I didn't wake his family up.

I peeked another glance back at the guy, he was staring right back at me. He didn't wave, or say anything. I thought that was rather rude. But I didn't say anything either. We just stared at each other.

Then I remembered what I was wearing. I blushed harder and looked down at myself. I was wearing my spongebob squarepants boy shorts. And a yellow tank top. But no bra.

I stood up and turned around to walk through the screen door, before I embarrassed myself further. I walked through the door, then shut it behind me.

When I looked back over to the balcony-where I saw him- he was still staring. I didn't know if he could see me since it was dark in my room, but I felt like he could see through me. I felt like he could tell how broken I was. And I didn't like that. I always kept my emotions in check. No one knew. And no one would.

(The Next Morning)

I woke up at about 7:00am, tired. I barely slept last night after my nightmare. After the- new mystery neighbor guy- and I staring at each other, I went back to bed, but didn't really sleep, only tossed and turned.

I groan and roll over in bed to shove my face in my big fluffy pillow. I didn't want to get up, but then and idea struck me- Go on a run. It's early, mom wont be up until about 1:00pm at the earliest.

I smiled to myself, and jumped out of bed. I ran around my room until I had black spanx, a neon green tank top, and a black running jacket on. It's early outside, so there's still moist on the ground, and frankly its cold.  I walked into my walk-in closet and grabbed my tennis shoes, and Ipod from the shelve.

After tying my shoes on and walking to my screen door, I opened it quietly, and slipped out.

Once outside I breathed a sigh of relief. It was refreshing in the mornings, I almost forgot.

I started walking to the woods, which held my regular running trail, no one was ever on it because people always said that 'the forest was haunted' I didn't believe a word they said. I always believed that the woods was a magical place.

Once on my favorite running trail, I untangled my earphones and put them in, and started blasting "Uncover" by Zara Larsson. I loved this song.

I smiled to myself and started jogging.

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Halfway through ,my trail, I was already sweating. But I wasn't tired. I didn't get tired easily while running, probably because I did it so often.

With my feet pounding into the dirt with each step I took I didn't notice anyone coming, until I ran straight into someone's chest-a very strong chest. His hands caught me by the hips, and I couldn't help but shiver from how warm they feel through my spanx.

I quickly come out of my trance and gasp. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I say quickly.

I pull out my earphones out of my ears, only to hear his reply. "You should watch where your going girl." He says in almost a growl. He takes his hands off my hips and steps back. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss his warmth.

I take the first glance at his face, and stand shocked. Its new mystery neighbor guy. He's more gorgeous in person. His honey color eyes are what have me staring into them, they just seem so guarded, I wonder why.

But as I quickly shake my head out of my thoughts, I remember what he said. I blush hard, and duck my head and look at my shoes.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again" I say quietly, hopefully he didn't notice the hurt in my voice.

I start walking around him, keeping my eyes trained on my shoes with each step I take. I walk fully around him and put my earphones back in my ears and start jogging.

I don't know why his words hurt so much, I didn't even know the guy.

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