Dominique's P.O.V.
I felt my stomach churning in knots, "T-they're usually wrong about this kind of stuff anyways." I chuckled trying to convince myself otherwise. Summer raised a brow and crossed her arms, "just be careful going home alright? And call if you get suspicious of anything..." I nodded and opened her door turning around only to wave. She waved back. I pulled up my hood and started to walk out her door. The rain started to poor. "You're kidding me right?" I muttered to myself. My footsteps started getting faster. Summer didn't live very far, but the walk was a bit of a bitch. Footsteps. I heard footsteps. They weren't mine. I stopped. Slowly I turned around to see who was there. No one. I breathed in and breathed out trying to calm myself down. Flashbacks of the killer on the tv flooded my mind. What if they're following me? I turned and started running towards my house. I took the short cut I always take through the woods. The mud was so sticky and it was ankle deep. "Damn it!" I yelled as the mud grabbed my foot pulling me to the ground. I fell flat on my face mud smearing all over my body.
"Do you need help?" A raspy voice said from behind me. My sparkling eyes widened.
??? P.O.V.
I jumped down from the tree as I saw her leaving her skinny friend's place. I followed close behind the hottie until she stopped. 'Oh no' thinking to myself I had to hide and quick. There was a huge tree I quickly pounced behind it out of her sight. She turned around looking for me. Luckily I was out of sight. She couldn't see me just yet. I have to wait for the perfect time. She started running while I was deep in thought. "Ugh!" I hurriedly ran behind her out of sight. Good thing she had to go through the forest. The trees provided a great hiding place for me. Then she tripped. No! I didn't want her to be hurt so I ran over to her from behind. I asked her, "do you need help?"
That's when she slowly sat up and turned to me. Her eyes widened at the sight of me. I sighed and reached out a hand. "Do you need help?" I asked again. She shook her head quickly. "N-no thank y-you." Her voice was even more lovely than I thought... I grabbed her hand pulling her up and close to me in no time at all even though she said she didn't need help, I wanted to touch her. Using the tough skin on my hand I wiped the mud off of her face and off of her thin pale lips. I didn't want to scare her, but I felt like I was. "Please don't be scared of me..." I whispered in her ear brushing her soft hair behind it.
Dominique's P.O.V.
He pulled me up into his arms faster than anything. He wiped my face of the filth from that fall. His hand was so leathery and his skin was so pale... Almost white... That's when he whispered in my ear, "please don't be scared of me..." Wait... Why would I be scared of him? He's just trying to help me. Then he moved his black hair out of his face and my blue eyes widened. It was the killer from the tv... His cheeks had cuts in them resembling a smile and his eyes looked baggy like he hadn't slept in weeks. Then I noticed that he didn't have any eyelids. I gasped then covered my mouth. He looked sad by my reaction. All I knew was that I had to get out of there. I didn't know how, but I had to. He pressed his forehead against mine, "just because I'm a killer doesn't mean I'm gonna hurt you." His cut smile seemed to widen. I didn't know what to do I was just scared as hell. I cleared my throat and nodded. He tilted up my chin to look in his eyes, "so your name is Dominique?" I raised a brow, "umm yeah... How do you know my name..?" He laughed, "You're red headed friend said your name so many times." My heart sunk. He was watching us? For how long? I shook the thought out of my mind trying to calm down. "I'm Jeff by the way." He said glancing down at me. Jeff looked away quickly at a sound behind him, it was only the rain, but this was my chance. I turned around and ran as fast as I could.
Jeff's P.O.V.
She started running away from me. I growled as I watched her running. Dominique wouldn't get away from me though. I'm a killer. Killers don't let the things we want get away, and this Barbie like beauty was never gonna get away from me.
Dominique's P.O.V.
I ran like hell until I got to my house. Fumbling through my keys and looking back to make sure he wasn't there. I quickly unlocked the door and rushed inside locking the door behind me, "phew" I leaned against the door for a moment to catch my breath. My pup Zorro ran up to me, he seemed worried. I patted his black fur upon his head, "I'm okay little buddy." I assured him knowing he could t understand. Oh well, I was off to the shower. "Uck, so much mud everywhere!" I yanked off my hoodie tossing it to the side and pulled off my skin tight jeans. I started to run the hot water. The mirror appeared in the corner of my eye and o looked at it. My pale soft skin covered in mud and... B-blood? I grabbed my face where the Crimson spot was, wiping at it gently. Then I looked at my hand examining the substance. "When he touched me... He got blood on me... Fresh blood.." I felt a lump in my throat as I looked at the blood on my hand and my face. Shaking my head I jumped in the shower, not wanting to think about it. The hot water made me shiver as I was cold before I got in. Watching the mud wash off into the shower was a satisfying feeling. I picked up the shampoo and quickly washed my hair then conditioned. Quickly I washed my body and got out wrapping myself in a white fluffy towel and wrapping one in my hair.
BAM.
Thunder struck the bathroom window and startled me. "Ah!.... It was just the rain Dominique," flashbacks of my day sat in my mind. Then it happened again, but this time in the window there was a face when the Lightning struck... It was Jeff's face. I ran out of the bathroom and into my bedroom with Zorro locking the door. I plopped on the bed and laid back. I was too tired to even move. Zorro hopped in the bed and I stared at the ceiling thinking about what happened until I fell asleep.
