Cast.

Chapter 4

As expected I didn’t sleep that night. My mother’s words rang in my ears, over and over, increasing my confusion. I had never been partially scared of dying, but hearing the sadness and terrier in my family’s voice made the whole situation close to terrifying. It wasn’t the fact that I was going to die which scared me, it was that I didn’t know why or how. And it all, obviously, linked to Greg Witt.  And I had to find out why. I rolled over in bed to look at the alarm on my bedside table. It told me it was 3:00 am. Completely giving up on sleep, I got up and dragged my office chair over to the open window on the over side of the room, grapping my blanket of my bed as I did so. I wrapped myself up in it and sat down drawing my knees up to my chest. A cold, but comforting, breeze blew through the window, helping to calm my beating heart.   I took in a deep breath. I always loved the smell of the night air, I always had the impression that it was clearing my lungs, especially after it had rained.  As soon as the thought had passed my mind, there was a roll of the clouds and the heavens opened. I smiled, slightly satisfied, as I watched shining raindrops hit the pavement. I slumped down in my chair getting ready for the longest night of my life.

It’s quite beautiful really.  I thought to myself watching the sun rise. Golden beams of light were jabbing through my window illuminating the space within, and slowly warming up my cold and stiff body, that was still curled up in the crapped office chair. I still hadn’t been able to sleep, so spent the night watching the way the light changed, as it moved from night to morning. I spun in the chair to check the time, 6:00. Sighing, I got up and walked towards my wardrobe pulling out any cloths I could find. Deciding that I didn’t want to face my parents I had made a plain to get up and out the house before they awoke. I pulled a baggy jumper over my head and jumped into some jeans, and ran to the door, only stopping to run a brush through my hair. Downstairs I scribbled a note and left it on the table, telling my parents that I was out and would be back later. My stomach was too tense for me to be hungry so I didn’t even spare a thought for breakfast.  I just pulled on my converse, grabbed my keys and phone and left the house. It was still drizzling out, but I didn’t go back for any kind of cover, and I left my car in on the drive.  I just took off running down the road. It didn’t take long for the rain to start to soak through my clothing, and for my hair to become plastered to my neck and face, but I kept running, my goal set firmly in my mind.

As I entered town I started to notice that the streets were surprisingly busy and that many woman were roaming the streets going in and out of the local supermarkets.  A slender blond woman around 40, was approaching my along the pavement, and when I got near enough she stopped me a smiled.

“Oh Hi!” she exclaimed. “You must be Anna!” her face was kind and gentle, and held a resemblance to someone I knew.   

“I am.” I panted. The lady smiled, she seemed oblivouse to the fact that my body language was turned away from her, and obviously didn’t understand that I didn’t want to be there.

“I’m Binks mum,” she explained drawing out a hand, which I shook.

“Oh, Hey.” I tried and failed to smile back.

“I’ve heard so much about you! We’ll the whole town has really!” she rattled “It’s just so exciting to have someone new! What are you doing up so early anyway?”

“Going for a run,” I lied

“Oh, well, once you’re done why don’t you pop round? I’m sure Bink would like to see you, and I have plenty of food if you wish to eat with us.” She gestured to the big paper bag in her hand that was full of food, and smiled, looking up and me expectantly.

“Erm, thanks Mrs-“ I began, trying to form an excuse in my head.

“Just call me Kathy, dear.” She beamed.

“Well, thanks Kathy, but I think my parents may have already made plans.” I lied through my teeth.

“Oh.” She said, her face falling.

“But maybe some other time?”

“That would be lovely!” a grin spread over her face again “well, I’ll see you around Anna.”

“Bye Kathy.” I smiled and set of running down the road again, determined not to let this interaction distract me.  I soon turned onto the street, and there it was. The house with the white fence and the black car parked outside.  And there was the ringing starting in my ears again, I walked forwards and turned to face it. Even though every inch of my body was telling me to turn away and run, I didn’t I walked up the path and knocked on Greg Witt’s front door. It flung open, and there he stood pyjama clade and with an expression of shock.

“ANNA?” he gasped.

“What’s happening to me?” was all I replied.

 I'm sorry I haven't updated for ages, I've been really busy. I'm also really sorry for the short chapter! its more of a filler, as more important things are coming!