My love for you is different, insane almost

Im being followed

I was walking home as usual after school. The autumn air was crisp and the wind nipped at my bare shoulders. The orange leaves crinkled under my black studded boots. The tips of my fingers were numb, so I shoved them into my pockets. My band t-shirt wrapped tight around me. A loud and loaded bus full of two faced sluts sped past, I smiled. I don't enjoy taking the school bus all you can smell is cheat perfume, really not pleasant (haha).
I ran a hand through my black hair and huffed as I stepped into a iced over puddle. I jumped in shock as the cold water seeped into my boots, I tried shaking the water out, but of course it didn't work (for obvious reasons). My headphones where playing pierce the veil. I hummed along to "stay away from my friends" as I strode along the damp sidewalk. Click. Click. Click. The sound of my belt chains smacking against my jeans had grown to become an annoying sound, so I snatched the chains from my jeans and put the into my front pocket. Suddenly it when silent, I took my phone from my back pocket. Dead. I let out a exasperated sigh, as I put my headphones into my hoodie pocket. Why me? I can't believe my phone died.
After about an hour, I slightly regretted not taking the bus. I mean, my school was an hour away by car. Why am I such an idiot?! I scream in my head. Suddenly, I heard a tree branch snap from behind me. I whirled rounds see nothing. I squinted but I still didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Wow great job Lizzie, you're going fucking insane! I silently laughed to myself. Wouldn't that be fun? I could harm/ kill/ abuse people and get off scoot free! Oh lord, I AM going insane!
I sighed in frustration as I realised how dark it had gotten. I continued walking until I heard the slight patter of footsteps from behind. Pat. Pat. Pat. I spun round, nothing. "Hey if anyone is following me, fuck off!" I griped. Fucking stalkers! I scratched my arm and hiked my bag further up my shoulder. I defiantly DO NOT want to be raped. I shuddered. Pat. Pat. Pat. I ignored the noise and picked up my pace. He. He. He. He. My eyes widened. So I AM being followed.
I bit my lip and walked on. He! He! He! He! He! It was closer now. I felt a shudder run through my body. My stomach clenched and I bit my lip harder I felt warm liquid splash onto my tongue. I brought my hand up to my lip and looked, It was bleeding. HE! HE! HE! LIZZIE! I jumped and took off running. I didn't DARE look back. I blinked away the tear that threatened to pull. I remembered that I had tucked my switch blade into my boots just in case. I slowed down and took a long breath.
Liiiiizzzzzzzzzziiiiieeeee! The slice was taunting me now. I suddenly felt a presence behind me, silent tear were falling down my face. Two hands grabbed my waist. "Lizzie, I know you can hear me, why won't you look at my beautiful face? HEHEHEHEHE!" The voice was low and deep. If I wasn't about to be raped or killed by a psycho, I would think this was hot. I felt his hot breath on my neck. I quickly and subtly grabbed my switch blade and tucked it into my hoodie sleeve. "Won't you face me so I can make you beautiful too?!" I spun round and slammed my switch blade into his side 3 times and bolted. I heard him cry out in pain, then something creepy happened.
He laughed.
"Don't worry! I'll find yo! Then I will make you GO TO SLEEP! HEHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" I kept running until I reached my house. I closed my blade and shoved it back in my boot. I slammed the front door and bolted to my room. I through my bag to the ground and laid on my bed. I snatched my blanket from the ground and wrapped myself into it. My tears were shooting out like rivers. There was only one thing that kept running though my fucked up mind.
His smile.