Crazy Life

Chapter 3

Chapter Thre3

　

A week had passed, and thank the lord I haven't seen any one, or even woken up to something in my house. It was like it never happened. I sighed laying back on the recliner in the living room. I was watching more of the Entrys. Jay happened to post more. I heard a knock at my door. Odd. I wasn't expecting anybody.

I got up and began to make my way to the door. I looked out the peep hole. Nobody was there. Odd. I slowly opened the door, looking to see if anybody was there. Absolutely nobody. Only a note at my door. I quickly picked it up, looking around warily. I was about to go back inside when something yellow cought my sight. I looked over at the trees across the street. Standing there was none other than my little visitor from a week ago. Hoody. I could tell he was watching me considering he wasn't that far away. I quickly went inside and shut the door. Making sure to lock it, as well as all the windows, and the back door. I'm sure he can break the doors and windows down. I quickly went up to my bedroom getting my pocket knife from my pillows, holding it close for just in case as I go back downstairs. I sit back on the recliner, and look at the note. It read:

　

' I thought I told you to keep your nose where it belongs. That doesn't mean keep watching to see if you can figure it out yourself. This is your last warning.'

　

I was a little angered when I read it. How was watching if getting involved, it wasn't like I was actually trying to go agaisnt them. I was keeping to myself, not getting in they're way. Next time I see him, I'm going to make that point. Like what the hell? Wait, he's right outside... Why not do it know? The sane side of me pointed out the most obvious point. He's a killer, what happens when you get a killer mad? They kill you... My other side said fuck it. Make your point known... What to do...

I sighed, if I die at least I know I stood up to an awesome killer. I got up quickly and went to the window by the front door, to my surprise he was still there. I was actually shocked. He was sitting leaning against the tree. I opened the front door, and walked out to the front step. He didn't look at me, he seemed to be ignoring me. Or maybe he just didn't hear me. Either way he made no move to get up.

　

" Hoody!" I shouted, hoping to get his attention.

　

I could see him jump a little, as he quicklhy turned his head to look at me. I crossed my arms, making sure the pocket knife didn't slide out of my blue and black long sleeved shirt. He didn't get up, just watch me from where he was.

　

" How am I getting involved?" I asked loudly not to sure if her heard me.

　

He didn't reply or move for a moment, but finally stood up. He used the tree to help him stand up. Once he was up he began making his way to me, hands in his pockets. Fear began to course through my viens, with each step he took coming closer. As he hit my short pavement path leading to my porch, I found myself involuntarily walking backwards. Each step he took closer, I took a step back to match it. Right as he stepped onto my porch, my back hit the wall of my front door. I could of swore I heard a snicker come from him, as he took a step closer.

　

" Stay back." I warned, hands already at my sides.

　

" And if I don't?" He had a somewhat deep voice, but it wasn't super deep.

　

I was shocked when he replied with sarcasm. I wasn't actually expecting him to talk back. At least not like that. He took a step closer, as he took one hand out of his pocket. I was relieved to see he didn't have anything in that hand, but then again he still had his other inside.