Chapter Eleven

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Allie's POV:

I froze as I heard giggling surround me. Chills spread across my body like a flaring wildfire. I shouldn't have come alone. I should have just stayed locked in my room, waiting for my brother to come home. Why was I so stupid? I should have thought better, but what exactly made me want to meet with him? It couldn't have just been me wanting to confront him. I couldn't let him see me scared. 

I realxed my body and stayed calm, that was until he mentioned my Dairy. When did he take it? That's right. . .he snuck into my room again. "Give it back." I said coldly. I stayed as calm as possible as I tried to pinpoint where he could possibly be, but the noises in the night covered up his near slient movement.

I felt a rough, strong hand trace down my stomach and one locked my chin. I gasped, whispering, "Let me go." His strong hand made me wince, but I wouldn't let that stop me as I felt around for my pocket knife. 

"You slept so soundly last night, your bed was so comfy. Thanks for sharing it." His cold breath tickled the back of my neck.

My face turned to discust as I struggled out of his grasp, spiting on his face, "Don't you DARE come into my room, you murdering FREAK." I hissed at him, pulling out my pocketknife I aimed it at him, ready to miam.

To be honest, I was truly scared of him. Terrified. I was small, 5'2 and 98 pounds. I couldn't have taken him out, so why am I trying? He could kill me in one go.

Keep calm, Allie.

I know, shut up! I screamed at my mind.

"What do you want from me?" I asked quietly.

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