Aubrey's POV (That's me!)
I was browsing Tumblr and eating pancakes. Who cares if it was ten o'clock at night? If I want pancakes, I'm going to have pancakes.
I got up and put my plate in the sink when I was done. Then I went back to my room and layed on my bed. Things have gotten a bit wierd lately. I could've sworn I saw a guy take a picture of my from around the corner of a building the other day. And I could've sworn it was....
Pj Ligouri
No, that's not possible. He wouldn't do that, I'm sure it was just a look alike of him. And if it was him, he would never take a picture of me of all people. I mean, what would be so special about me that he'd want a picture? My beautiful appearance? Yeah right, I look like fucking shit.
I let the thought of the man taking a picture of me go, but I couldn't understand why my parents were so on edge too. They are usually stressed out from work and bills, but this was different and it kind of scared me a little.
I'm an only child so it gets really boring around the house while my parents are gone. My mum goes to work a week at a time and barely gets to see me. My dad goes to work for as long as her, except he makes sure he spends at least a little time with me and makes sure that I have anything I could ever want.
He got me a piano and camera equipment for my YouTube channel, which I haven't started yet. That's pretty much all I wanted but he also got me tons of movies video games a laptop a phone and a lot of new clothing. I only really wear clothes that are black or white which some people take the wrong way and think I'm goth or emo or something which isn't true.
I got a text on my phone and I read it.
Look outside.
I couldn't recognize the number so I didn't text back and to be honest I was pretty scared. I slowly got up and made my way to the window and saw a black car with a man in black clothing and a hood over his face next to it. This was definitly not a safe situation. The next time anything happens I'm calling the police.
There was a knock at the door.
I started dialing 999 but I only got to the second 9 when the door was broken down and a guy grabbed me and held from behind while a white cloth was smashed against my face. Just before my vision faded to black, I realized who this man was.
Pj Ligouri.
