Mirror, Mirror on the wall

"Zoey! I gotta go!"

My mum yelled to upstairs.

"Byee!"

I yelled back to her and the front foor closed. I walked to my window and saw how she stept in the car. She waved at me and sat on the drivers seat. I smiled and waved to her. When she drove away a boy was standing on the other side of the street. He looked to me. A shiver rolled over my back. Something was dark about that boy. And something inside me told that i knew him... I walked away from the window and wented to the bathroom. my hands were shaking. Everything in the bathroom was so white and clean... My mm lefted the house for 3 days so i was home alone. I opened the

crane and stroke my sleeve up and letter the water roll over my hands. Its feels so soft... The water kept flowing out of the crane. my eyes looked to my arm. Full of cuts. slowly i let the water flow over the cuts on my arm. "Shit" the water is irritanting on my skin and the cuts. A tear rolls over my cheek. I look into the mirror. Brown hair on top of m head in a knoodle. Mascara over my cheeks and another tear what dropped. i closed the crane and i dry my hands. slowly and carefull i'm depping my cuts dry. Suddently something bumbs into my window. a hard noise made me make a jump. my arm shooted out and started to bleed. with the towel I brushed over the cuts when i schocked of the sound. And some of the cuts are opened. I dropped the towel wich already haves a red place on it. The bleed keeps comming out with much at thesame time. Quickly little drups are falling. Little red, Healthy blood in the super white bathroom. I shocked and set a step back watching the bleed comming out of my arm. I look into the mirror and see myself but the reflexion of me is changing. My own face starts to smile at a dark way and is comming closer to me. I try to take another step back but the bathtub is already there. She starts to scream. I placed my hands on my ear and felt on the ground. My face became wet of the blood. Tears were rolling on my face as the scream slowly fades away.I layd there for 5 more minutes and started to push myself up. Blood dripping out of my hair. Slowly a warm stuff met my lips and my tongue tasted it. Blood. I looked in the mirror. Still afraid of he dark me wich could turn back every time. I desided to shower. All the blood on my face and in my hair. I had to shower... I turned the water on as i undressed myself. When i let my tshirt fall of me, i discovered scratches on my back. It looked like nail scratches? the bathroom because foggy wich means the shower was warm! I stept under it and saw all the blood flowding away into the ground. I was thinking about using shampoo but I reallised that the cuts were open so i desided to let this all leave for this time. After 5 more minutes i stopped the shower and stept out of it. My cuts stopped with bleeding and I reached for a towel. This time i would let my arm dry by itself. When my whole body wasn't wet anymore i putted some clothes on. A mickey sweater on a galaxy trouser. I putted my neckless on. A little bird was hanging on my chest and i started to look on my phone. A message from Jimmy came in. "Meet in the park. 12.05" it even wasn't a question... The neckless was cold on my warm skin and i grabbed some socks out of my closet. they were on my feets as my thoughts were by the accident in the bathroom. there was still alot of blood on the white, empty floor. I looked on the clock what 11.45 gave. 20 minutes till i would meet my 'boyfriend' again. He scared me. He already kicked me, made me bruises and threathened me with a knife. shivers rolled over my back. I had the feeling that someone was watching me. As i putted my converse on I walked to the window. A little darkness covered the streets. A cute little couple walked across the street. Suddently the boy who stood earlyer on the street walked after the boy and girl. He met my gaze and walked over to my side of the street. I opened the window so I could see what he would do. A cold wind met my face and I hanged a bit out of the window. He walked to my house, looked up to me and opened our gate. He was comming to my house!? I reallised the door wasn't locked!! I runned to the stairs but when i was outside my room, I heard the door was opened. Quickly I looked to the clock. 12.07. Nice, a unknown person in my house, and to late for Jimmy. I heard a soft whistle. "Zoeyy...." A low male voice said. I recognised the voice but couldn't place it. "Darling where are you?" the voice said and i heard footsteps on the stairs. Quickly i turned around and started to panic. I runned into the bathroom, but founded out that the blood slowly flowded under the door, to my own room. I couldn't do something about it NOW, so I ignored it and locked the bathroom. Slowlt the footsteps reached the top of the stairs. "Babe... Come out... I wanna play a game" he said and a awefull sound met my ear. He slowly pulled his knife into he woods. A fucking knife... He wanted to Kill me. Slowly i started to breath heavier. His footsteps and the sound of the knife came closer... "1, 2, 3 Jimmy couldn't see..." He slowly whispered. "4,5,6 his ideas were just sick" he sang slowly and soft. "What the hell... there is blood out of the bathroom..." He said and he stood still. The sound of the knife made me shiver. "Well, well, well, i think i found the jackpot" he said and the doorknob moved. He inhaled a deap breath "Babe... don't lock yourself up. Open the door of I will do it for you" he said and his fingernails ticked to my wooden door. "Go away" I whispered. "What did you say darling?" he answered and i closed my eyes "Go... Away.." I said and a tear rolled over my cheeks. "Well, your wish can't come true. Open the door. NOOWWW!!!" he yelled and banged on the door. "JIMMY STOP!" i screamed. tears were fully flowding over my cheeks. I letted myself fall on the ground. His knife came through the door. The doorknob felt off and he same it. "Well well beauty, Now we can start" He said and smirked