The Boy From The Library

Chapter 5: another nightmare.

Alexandra's P.O.V.

I enter the building and smile at the secretary as I walk towards the stairs. When I reach the 3th floor, I start walking towards the bookcase, the same bookcase were I found the book.

It has to be in the same bookcase right?

I start searching for the book and when I see it I let out a groan. It's on the last damn row. And me being a short girl, I obviously can't reach it.

I stretch trying to reach the book but fail. Doing it again, I try harder and when I'm about to give up I feel a presence behind me.

I turn around and my eyes open. There he is, the boy from the library trying to reach my book, and when he reaches it, he hands it to me.

"Mm thanks." I murmur still surprised.

He just nods.

A few seconds passes and he just keeps looking at me, without saying anything.

Okay this isn't awkward at all.

I'm about to walk away but his voice stops me.

"Can I ask you a question." He asks making me a little surprised.

"Mm yeah."

What can he possibility want to ask me?

"You didn't tell anyone that you saw me in here, did you?" He asks with a serious tone.

"Mm what?" I ask trying to process his question.

He sighs.

"I mean no...why." I rapidly add.

Why did I lie? I don't know but he sure knows how to be intimidating.

"Good." He says and starts walking but stops right next to me. "Keep it that way please."

And with that he leaves.

What just happened? Why would he asked me that? Why doesn't he want me to tell people?

I swear he's so weird.

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"Honey are you sure he is coming?" My mom asks as she enters the living room, were I am.

"Yes he promised."

"Are you sure? I mean it has already passed 45 minutes-"

"Mom he will be here!" I snap at her. But I quickly regretted it.

"I'm sorry I just-"

"Young lady who you think you are to scream at your mother like that!" My dad snaps at me entering and I jump back a little at his strong voice. "That asshole isn't coming! I told you, he is just playing with you! he doesn't love you-"

"Daniel!" My mom screams at my dad. And by the look of my dad's face I think he regretted saying that. But it's too late.

I don't say anything. I just want to cry and die right now. I run upstairs to my room and jump on my bed. I hug my pillow and finally let out my tears.