FIFTEEN

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I turned around and looked at Lucas, and he closed the bedroom door. I took the mask off him, and smiled at the burns not caring the last they were there. I threw the mask over toeard the corner, and looked at him.

"I don't want you hiding this anymore." I explain taking his gloves off.

"I have to for guests." He proceeds and I roll my eyes.

"If a person can't look at another person without feeling uncomfortable then they shouldn't be in your house. If they can't accept the way you look then they don't have to be here they can go somewhere else." I put his gloves in the pocket if my jacket before taking my jacket off and smiled before feeling extremely tired. "Oh my god." I say having a hard time keeping my balance.

"Are you okay?" Lucas asked grabbing my hand and pulling me toward him so I don't fall.

"No! You're not!" I heard the man yell from somewhere outside of the room. I covered my mouth, and backed away from Lucas and the door feeling dear rise in me. "Let's pretend I'm the wolf and your ine of the three little pigs." He suggested as I heard his footsteps move up the stairs. "I'm gonna huff and puff, bash your brains in when I find you." I closed my eyes trying not to imagine the sight, and hit the wall behind me.

"Annette what are you doing?" Lucas asked and I heard him slam on one of the doors. I heard the door slam open after enough huts to it, and hesrd him walk into the room. I moved to Lucas's ear and spoke quietly.

"We need to leave... right now." I explain trying not to freak out."

"Okay. Then come on. Heard the man's footsteps, and stopped Lucas before he opened the door.

"Where are you hiding!" The man yelled before slamming a door open, and walking in. I nodded my head, and we walked out of the room quickly. We ran down the stairs, and the guy heard us. "There you are." We ran to the front door, ran out, and went to my bike. I turned it on, and as I went to drive away the man walked out of the house, and chased after the motorcycle. But wasn't fast enough. I sighed in relief, and so did Lucas.

"What exactly are we running from?"

"That man. He... I can still see him. Clearly ine kill isn't enough. I need to get somewhere safe. Somewhere where I'll he able to he in one room, and alone."

"Like locked up?"

"Yes."

"You remember where my home is?"

"Yes."

"Go there. I can lock you in one of the cells." I nodded my head before heading in the direction of his other home.

Once we were there I parked my car in the parking lot, and we both got off. Lucas lead me to the front door, and swiped a card he had in something I didn't see. The again I wasn't paying attention. He brought upstairs to one of the many bedrooms, and I realized they weren't bedrooms. They were rooms for crazy people. The walls weren't padded, but the style of the room made it clear that this house used to be a small insane asylum. He put me in one of the cells leaving everything I had with me. Now I just had to get comfy so that I could go to sleep. I walked to the bed, and sat down feeling dizzy.

"I see you..." The man said as if taunting me, and I looked up at him confused as to what he really wanted from me. "Did you really think you could get away from me?" He asked playing with his prized possession as if it was the one thing that made him happy.

"No. But I know I can kill you." I explain taking the don knife out of my pocket realizing that the whole tike he had fully black eyes. I could kill him with this knife.

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