I Hate Living With Greenday

Last Year

A/N~ Most of this chapter will be a flashback

I couldn't believe I was actually seeing his face again. Wasn't he in jail? This couldn't be happening. I rubbed my eyes and he was still there. I screamed. "MOM!" I called. "MOM!" Still no answer. O my God. What if he killed her. "Mom?!" I asked/yelled. I went into the living room. "Mom? Billie? Mike?" I walked into the kitchen, hoping that they weren't dead. I found a note on the counter. It said, 'Hey, Nikki. Me and the guys are going shopping. I can't believe they actually agreed to go. So, we'll be back in about 2 to 3 hours. Love, mom.'

She left. They left. I was home alone with a rapist outside my window. I went back to my room. He wasn't in the window. Maybe I was just imagining him. I walked into the living room to find him sitting, smirking on the couch. I screamed and he quickly covered my mouth. "Now, now," he whispered into my ear, "we wouldn't want another accident like your grandmother, would we?"

I immediately stopped. He was going to kill mom. "You know that wasn't an accident. You and I BOTH know it," I said as I got out of his grip and ran towards the phone. I called my mom. Her phone burst to life on the counter. Real smart, mom. I called the police. I was on hold. He took the phone and threw it across the room and it smashed against the wall.

He grabbed my waist from behind and pulled me towards him. He covered my mouth again. "I heard about your little incident." He said into my ear, "Wasn't it a great idea to start a fire int he mall? I knew you would keep your headphones on. Now, you're so vulnerable."

My eyes went wide in shock. "YOU did that?" I asked, trying to get out of his grip. "You set fire to the mall?"

He laughed. "You're cute when your mad."

"You are sick!" I said, "I'm 12 and you're close to 25!"

"It's only about a 10 to 15 year age difference," he said, trying to grab me again. I slipped away, "age shouldn't matter!"

"When you're trying to rape me, it does!" I was reminded of the last time I talked to him. Well, I guess I should start from the beginning.

********FLASHBACK********

I was on a game when I met a boy. His name was David. We messaged on the game and I told him that we should start texting. He agreed and I gave him my number. We started texting and I sent him a picture of me. And he sent me a picture of him. It looked like he was a model. He was really sweet and one day, he told me he had feelings for me. I told him I might have had feelings for him, too. He asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes. We were so excited. We kept fantasizing about how we were going to find each other some day and get married. He kept me smiling. Then he asked me my full name and I told him. Nicole Janette Jones. I asked him his and he told me. David Brandon Berth. It was a cute name. He asked me for my email and I told him. NikkiJJ@gmail.com. He told me his. DaveBBerth@bellsouth.net. I thought it was weird since I tried to email him and it kept saying that the email could not be found. He asked me for my address and I asked why. He told me because he wanted to send me a gift. I told him my address.

I was walking to the park alone one day. I was crossing the alley to get to the park. I was texting David too.

ME: Hey, babe

DAVID: Hey, what size bra do u wear? ;)

ME: u r such a pervert

DAVID: That's why u love me ;)

ME: Whatever helps you sleep at night

DAVID: GASP! u DONT love me?

ME: No, babe I was just joking