"Lil... Who is it?" I asked warily. I didn't like the look on her face. She stumbled back from the door, mouth opening and closing like a fish, as if trying to answer me but not being able to. I sat up in the hospital bed, pain shooting through my ribs. Millenium had given me quite a scar there and my rib cage was all bruised from dragging me down the stairs. I still couldn't see who it was, as they hadn't come into the room yet.
"Who's out there?"
I reached the point where I needed to yell.
And then he walked in.
It was the guy who attacked us.
Millennium.
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My heart started speeding up, the monitor I was hooked to beeping faster in sync with my heart.
"Well, we can't have nurses rushing in here, now can we?" He said menacingly. He walked over to the monitor and yanked the cord from the wall. He turned away from the me and the monitor and started towards my wheelchair, not saying another word. At the exact moment he reached it, Wren walked in. He glanced around, taking in the man he'd never seen before and our terrified expressions. It quickly dawned on him that this was our attacker and the tray he was holding clattered to the floor. Millenium turned to Wren, a wicked smile on his lips and malice in his eyes.
"So, you must be the boyfriend," He stated. Like he knew our lives. And then a thought flittered through my mind, one I didn't like. What if he had been stalking us our entire lives? A new horror settled over me. Lily finally regained some semblance of consciousness. She came over to my bed, sitting by me. Noticing her movement, Millennium jumped into action. It all started happening really fast.
" You, the boyfriend! Get her out of her hospital gown and into some real clothes. Lilian, go find another wheelchair. Now!" He started ordering them around. Probably terrified, Lily sprang into action, running out of the room. Wren, looking a bit scared and confused, gently and cautiously picked me up out of my bed and took me into the bathroom to help me dress. He helped me pull on one of my favorite pair of sweatpants, assisting me in yanking the pant leg over me cast, and a comfy white tank. We slipped out of the bathroom to see Lily bound to one wheelchair and the other, empty, right next to her.
"Sit," He commanded, pointing at me, " Wren, cover Lily in a blanket, you'll be pushing her chair."
He complied, nervous as to what this psycho could do. Within a few minutes, I was also bound and covered and we were heading out of the hospital.
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Paranormal**Discontinued and Not Completed! I am restarting this story as a different book** Cameron and her friends are normal tenth graders... or so they think. What if they aren't normal... What if they're not even human? When a guy shows up proposing this...
