Disturbia

hello guys. if you are reading this, i love you<3! if not..wait that doesn't matter.  in short this is my first story on Wattpad..and ever. please don't be too cruel, if you don't like it don't read it. loooove dumbledork:).

Chapter 1

 My hands slid across the door, scrambling for the cool relief of the handle but i never took my eyes off the mirror. She was there again. She stared from the mirror, a cruel smile playing on her lips. raising a skeletal finger she beckoned me forward.

 i swallowed hard. shut up Clara. There is no she, i told myself. Its you. Your reflection. Everyone has mirrors, everyone has reflections. I took a step closer.

 She raised a hand to  the glass, i did too. We made contact through the icy surface and as i met her cold eyes i lost my nerve. I snatched my hand away and cradled it to my chest, my heart racing at an unhealthy speed. I looked up at her through my hair. She looked hurt, confused. Human even. Her eyes clouded over as she met mine. confusion was replaced with rage, hurt with hatred, humanity with evil. My heart stopped and an iron fist clenched in my stomach. The lights flicked off.

 I raised my head in shock, staring at the offending light fixtures until they flickered back to life. I couldn't see, but i could feel the weight of someone's gaze on me. Her face was hollow, her eyes sunken, fathomless tunnels of black. My heart fell from my throat down to my knees as i noticed how close she had come to the mirror. The folds of our identical clothes were squashed against the glass, the barrier between her world and mine. Slowly, her gaze never leaving mine, she moved her hand toward my throat. I felt pressure there and her eyes widened as well as mine. Her lips curled slightly to reveal sharp, yellowish fangs.

  A flicker of fear passed her eyes but she continued to put pressure on my throat. I stumbled back, i had to get away. After all these visits, all this time this was finally it. She was going to get me. I realised i could no longer breathe and a strangled cry escaped from my dry lips. Her face was alight with violent pleasure as my vision became cloudier and cloudier. My knees buckled and a bestial laugh encircled me as the ground rushed up to smack me hard across the jaw. Then all was black.