Samiras POV
Sweaty. That's all I'm thinking as I'm staring out of the windshield of my 1969 Chevy Camaro z28. I turned the key and I heard the engine rumble for a few seconds and I sighed in relief when the car roared to a start. I pulled out of the car garage that I work at and clean after hours. Pulling onto the highway in the evening light, it was crowded with other cars. Great. Rush hour. I mentally rolled my eyes as I made my way back to my rented apartment which is right outside the campus I go to school on. Which reminds me. School. Homework. Ugh. I pull into my apartment lot and turn off my car, and I sit there for a few seconds just thinking about a few things. All the studying I have to do before the test scheduled on my history syllabus, my $560 rent due this Friday but my payday isn't until next Wednesday, how much I miss my parents after I moved out and have no one to support me, no one but myself. I sigh once again as I grab my few belongings from my car and walk into my apartment. Its small. Don't get me wrong, its cozy, I'm completely comfortable here, its only enough room for me though. Which I guess poses a little problem, not much though because I don't get out onto the dating field very often. I'm not interested, people aren't interested in me, win-win. I don't really need company, I mostly just need the support but for now my parents have been sending me money monthly and it's just enough for me to get by until I get on my feet. I trudged up the stairs onto the floor where my apartment is, and as I unlocked the door I had a weird feeling, like someone was watching me. I looked around for a second, then I felt like one of those dumb girls in the horror movies that go and investigate a sound they hear, so I turned back to my door and proceeded to go inside. I set my keys on the right side of the counter, threw my coat over the couch and went into the tiny bedroom to get prepared to take a shower. Getting into the shower, the feeling I had standing at my front door awakened again but this time it was scarier because I was completely naked and I felt like I was being watched. I shrugged it off because I'm the only one who has keys to this apartment, and like I've said before no one else lives here but me. As the shower started to fog up more and more, I was becoming aware of how hot the water was on my back. I turned it down to where I thought it would be manageable, but it got hotter than it was the first time. At this point it was stinging my back with what felt like little drops of red hot charcoal and I quickly turned it all the way down, to the coldest setting the shower had. When I did this, I couldn't tell if the water had gotten hotter or colder, as either one could've stung my back as much as it did when it hit my already stinging back. I screamed and jumped out of the shower. Turning the shower off, I looked at my back in the mirror. It was red all over and I could already see blisters forming. It was going to be painful as hell to do anything, so when I got dressed (in pain, may I add) I called my work and school explaining my situation so I could take a few days off. I also called a plumber, also explaining what happened and he was so taken aback on what had happened because he had never heard of that happening before and he decided he was going to come check it out now, even though he was already off work. I thanked him over and over and finally hung up. As I waiting for him to get here, I started watching American Horror Story because ya know,life. 20 minutes into the episode, I heard a knock at the door and honestly, it scared me so much I almost peed myself. Chuckling to myself as I went to answer it, I opened the door and there stood the plumber who was gonna help me with my problems.
"Hello, Ms. Kosh?" He asked."Yup, haha, thats me. Come on in, I'll show you where the bathroom is"
I lead him through the hallway into the small bathroom and explained what had happened again.
"I was just showering and the lower I turned the valve, the hotter the water got". I pulled the back of my shirt up to show the blisters, and as I was lowering my shirt I winced in pain of the shirt rubbing again them."Thats so strange..." He said to himself as he started looking around in the shower. "I'm gonna go to the maintenance room and see if I can figure out anything down there, stay here and tell me if anything else weird happens with the shower" he said.
"Weird stuff like what?" I asked
"Oh, just stuff like random water spurts from any faucets in the house, or if water comes up from the drain or anything like that"
We walked out into the living room where my front door is, and I led him to the kitchen where I turned on the faucet and the same thing happened that had happened to the shower. He looked confused as he left to go to the maintenance room. I waited for him to come back up and maybe 15 minutes later he opened the door and started explaining.
"So, someone clamped your cold water hose so no cold water could get through, the only thing getting up here was hot water, but it's all taken care of now" he said.
"Hm that's weird, how could that have happened?"
"Well it doesn't happen accidentally, and it takes quite a bit of strength to do something like this so whoever did it knew what they were doing and who they were doing it to"
I was a little shooken up by those words, but I figured someone was trying to play a mean prank on their friend and accidentally clamped the wrong persons water hose, so I shook the situation off.
"Well thanks so much for coming and fixing it, how much do I owe you?" I asked.
"No ma'am, its alright, this wasn't your fault. I did it free of charge"
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yes definitely" he said while walking out the door. He turned around. "And miss, I would be careful If I were you. Someone's out to get ya." And he shut the door behind him.
A/n: OK SO CHAPTER 1 !!! idk man I tried and there might be mistakes so I'm sorry, but please give feedback. IM gonna try to update a lot but school but each update I'm gonna try to make each at least 1000 words. Just a reminder this isn't going to be a romantic love book, its going to be a horror book lol but you'll see towards the end how that plays out. So please comment and vote and I'll try to update asap !
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