Finding Myself (Editing under critical condition)

Chapter 3: The questions

The boy standing before my eyes wasn't....um....attractive. I was just about to scream killer but he put his hand to my mouth. Then he stuck on of his crooked finger to his mouth then yelled" Sshh. You want to get me in trouble!" His voice was so soft and gentle. But his face had scares on it like he was attacked by wolves and then he had red eyes like the color of blood. The most gruesome thing on his face was his cheeks, they were slashed opened so you saw him flesh. He then removed his soft hand off my mouth and noticed my discomfort face. He then said in vulnerability " I didn't always look like this you know, I will heal. So you might just get use to my hideous face." I looked at him like he was crazy. I was not trying to stay in this little tight room." Well first I have two questions for you." I say looking away. He walked away and pulled out a wooden chair, then he turned on the lights. When he was finished he grabbed the chair and placed it 10 inches away from me. That's when he sat on the chair with his hand folded waiting for the questions. " Um why am I here? Who are you? What do you want from me? And why do----" I was cut off by him raising his hand up meaning stop.

"That's more than two questions." He than placed his hand down and took a deep breath. "Now find two questions you want to ask me, and relax I don't bite." He said." W-Well why am I here and what do you want from me?" He shook his head in disapproval."Your here because you pasted out on the ground and I wanted nothing actually. I just wanted to help you. That's all you don't have any other questions?" He explained." Um yeah what is your name and why did you handcuff me? Also why are your eyes red instead of a normal color like brown,blue, black,hazel, or green like a normal person?" I asked. His face looked annoyed. "Do I have to answer all?" He groaned. "Yes." I snapped. It was great that he was willing to not keep me hostage, mostly because I think people will notice if I was gone."My name is Justin and I handcuffed you because I panicked, the reason why is because you were screaming and kicking me. My eyes are this color is because well I not human." He announced."Then what are you Justin?" I asked." That's none of your business Alex." He said. He gritted his teeth and walked towards me. No! He was going to rape me. No I wasn't ready to have sex, I am too young and he looks about 18 years old. He looked at me and stopped. Was it me or was his face all of a suddenly healing by itself.

All of the cuts were healing real fast. It was paranormal. All I know was that he was sexy. What a girl can't dream? He chuckles then says"Um you know I not going to rape you and you have some real weird thoughts. You need to stop watching the news." He said." Um how do you know what I was thinking?" I said. " I told you I am not normal like you... I am not human. I am actually 16 years old for your information." Why did he just stop and pause. Then he came more and more closer and bent down to my hands. He took off the handcuffs. I wanted to slap him in the face but I hesitated. He then took of the handcuffs from my feet. I jumped up and we bumped heads. That's when me and Justin were facing each other face to face. I leaned closer and closed my eyes. Ladies I wanted him to kiss me but he didn't. When I opened my eyes he was near the door with my camera and cell phone. I got up embarrassed and walked to the door handle and grabbed my stuff.

He wasn't looking at me. He made me feel so unwanted. That's when he grabbed my hand and guided me to my house safely. I was telling him where to go in my head since he knew how to read minds. When I was at my doorstep I turned to look at him. He was staring at me and my house. That's when our eyes meet. His gray eyes looking into my brown eyes. I opened my door and through my stuff in the house and closed the door. Then I raced to the window and stared. He was gone. I looked outside and noticed it was dark outside. Then when I turned around my sister was staring at me confused."Mom is here she wants to talk to you. And who is that boy? And why weren't you here at 2:45 like your supposed to be?" She asked. I walked by her and went to my mom. She was looking at me. Worry was in her eyes. She raced up and hugged me. Then when we were finished hugging she looked at me and said " I'm so sorry." Why was she sorry. All of a sudden I looked down at my stomach. There was a knife in my stomach. I fell to my knees to see my mom with blood in her hands. Did my mom just stab me?

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