Remember To Sleep (Jeff the Killer Romance)

Chapter Five

Allie's POV:

The wind was knocked out of me as I felt someone grab my throat. I struggled to turn around, only to be tripped to the ground. I saw my attacker and a scream rose in my throat, but nothing came out. I was too paralyzed to say or do anything. That was when I recognized him. He was the one that has been watching me, following me. The one that tormented my dreams. Tears bubbled at the corner of my eyes as I whimpered, "P-please. . .why are you doing this?" I shuddered as he pounced on me. He? No. . .he was a monster a thing I thought bitterly.

"Go. . .to. . .Sleep!" He said again. His voice was so cold and crule, so sinister. I sobbed silently as his knife glided up my small form, reaviling my flat stomach. I felt the knife dig ever so gently into my flesh, "N-no. . .please no!" I started to shout and then struggled, my eyes full of fear. I could hear my brother's shouts from my cell phone which was lying just beside me. 

I felt my blood oozing out of my skin. I was really going to die. I was too young. My tears kept falling as I stared into the man's eyes, but that was when he stopped. He pulled his knife away and looked at me one last time as he jumped off of me. 

"Remember to sleep!" He said to me as he ran off into the night.

I stood up carefully wiping away my tears and clutched my stomach. It stung ever so gently. I thought it would hurt more, but it barely bled. I stuttered a breath as the police rolled to a stop and questioned me. I answered all the questions, but did not DARE to say anything about the man who had attacked her for fear he may come for her again. 

When the police were done questioning me I walked slowly back to my house, still in shock of what had happened. I almost died back there, but he ran. 

Why would he do that? I questioned myself.

Allie. Stop asking these questions.

I know. . .I'll stop.

I sighed at walked into my house to be greeted by my other brother embracing me into a night hug, "God DAMNIT ALLIE?! What the hell was that screaming all about? Are you okay? You went through the forest didn't you?" I winced in pain as he hugged me.

"I-I'm so sorry, Nathan. I just wanted to get home. I thought I saw something and it scared me." I lied.

"Don't EVER do that again." He said sternly. I nodded and trotted up to my room.

I took in my room. It was a classic girl room. A stuffed animal on the bed, light pink walls, dressers and a make-up counter. I walked to my dresser and pulled out pajama's, but first I went into the bathroom to wash the wound off, making sure to not leave any trace of blood anywhere, or my brother would question me. 

Once the wound was clean I looked at myself in the mirror. Tiredness around my eyes and my long blond hair a tangled mess. I sighed and strode back into my bedroom, turning on the lights and slid off my shirt and pants before sliding into my pajamas. I put a hand to the cut and muttered to myself, "I can't believe I was spared. . ." I walked over to my bed and sat down on it, taking out my scetchbook from my nightstand drawr and I started to scetch. . .the haunting face of my attacker.