Temptations Of The Past

Chapter 2:

  It has been a week since the new therapist. He comes  every other day, I think he should limit it to give us at least 2+ days without him. Every 'session' we have I am never asked about the things I don't like when they fight. But they don't forget to talk about me. Last night my dad said he believes that I'm a big part in why they aren't working. 'She's to much' 'She doesn't do good in school so I'm constantly worry about that'
  My thoughts keep going back to last night's therapy session. It's making it hard for me to concentrate. And it doesn't help that I'm the one shopping for all three of us it's hard to get what my dad likes so he won't bitch at me.
  At the moment I am rolling down aisle 10 when I get the feeling I'm being watched and look all the way down the aisle to see a dude maybe 17 in a hoodie staring at me. He doesn't even try to hide it when I look at him
  He has a wicked smile that sends chills down my spine. I can hardly make out his face since it is covered with his hair and the hoodie. His eyes are very clear to me though, they sliced through mine. As soon as he was there he was gone. My feet stay rooted to the ground, my body shaking with fright.
  'Did I know him?' My breath hitches
'Of course not I don't talk to people.' 'Maybe he thought I was someone else?' 
  I am finally able to gain control of my body and continue to walk down the aisle. The events that just happened moments ago Replay in my mind over and over. I tried to think of what I need but the dude clouds my mind. I give up, making my way to a cash register buying what I had. I collect my items ignoring the People Who Stare with pity and judgment.
  I walk out the store starting my journey to the house. I pulled my phone out and plug my headphones and while balancing the grocery bags on one hand as I try to do this as fast as I can. Once I get my music playing I move the bags evenly on each hand.
  I make it home after the Sun starts to disappear. I put the groceries on the porch and get my house key out of my pocket. As I pull the key out of the door someone clears their throat. My body turns giving me Whiplash and my heart dropped to my feet. The guy from the store stands at the foot of my lawn. His smirk still on his face. I dropped to the floor and grab my bags and run for the inside of my house. Once I'm in I turn and slam the door locking it in the process.
  'What the hell was he doing?' Okay there's no way he thinks I'm someone else so why is he following me?
   A jump away from the door and go to the window. The guy is gone. Did I imagine him? Am I really seeing things? I move from the window grabbing the bags of groceries and bringing them into the kitchen.
  As I finish putting away the groceries I remember the whole reason why I went to the store. It was that time of month and we had nothing. Should I go back? Of course I had to go back I mean what was I supposed to use a fucking rag?
  Making my way to the store was easy and fast. I grab what I need and go to the checkout. I pay for my item and make my way out of the store, it's completely dark. The Walmart's signs lights weren't even bright enough to light my way. This does not help my paranoia, I start to walk faster.
  I turn and hear a car tires Screech. I turn around and see if I'm coming my way. I turned back around and start to run. I could run to the grocery bag with nervousness. I can hear the van moving in closer, I'd beg my feet to go faster. My heart pounds harder and i hear car doors open and close. I hear the person start to chase me. I push myself to go faster.
  I am forced to come to a halt when someone's hands grabs my waist. I kept trying to get out of persons hold. They make a noise and then there's a cloth being put over my mouth. I more than just panic I swing my head back. My head-connects  with someone's nose and the person holding me instantly drops me. I take off running.
To God nows where. 
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A/N  Hey I hope you guys like it...