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Walking in the dark

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"I'm sorry Saph, I didn't know things were so bad! why didn't you tell me, you could of come to mine you know?"

Is he serious?

"Well you know. maybe it was was because all week you and Bria have been ignoring me and annoyed at me for no reason!" I snapped.

Was it subtle enough? I still have no clue why they were both ignoring me In the first place, I still have no idea what I have done that could be so bad that they need to ignore me all week!

"Anyway, how did brad get hold of you?" James changed the subject slightly.

Wait one second. what? brad said he got my number from James, right? or did I just make that up?

No, no I did not make that up. brad definitely said he got my number from James.

"W-what? He said he got it from you"

You can say that right now I am scared. Wait scared is an understatement, terrified is more like it.

I should of known. James knows that I hate people knowing my number and would of never given my number to brad, no matter how annoyed he was at me.

"Well that's not true, I haven't spoken to brad since we got back. well yeah I have but only texting and also I promised I would never give anyone your number without your permission and I would never break that, you should know that"

James is right. He never ever would of given my number out, especially not to brad.

"Then how the hell did he get it!" I panicked. I got up and started pacing around my room.

"Calm down saph, calm down! I'm sure you must of given it to him and not of remembered?" James seemed a little unsure on what he had just said. no there is no way I would of given brad my number. there is no way!

"Your kidding me right. this is brad were talking about? No way in hell would I ever of given him my number and I'm sure if I did, I would remember it. I mean it was only a week ago, I don't have that short of a memory and also I know for sure that I would not of given the boy I despise my number!"

"Despise is a little harsh don't you think?" James questioned.

"No! it's not. I loathe him and always will. honestly what he said to me broke my heart and he didn't even apologise. I told him everything and didn't even care."

"Wait? what? you told him everything! Saph, what's wrong with you!? it took you almost two years to tell me and after knowing brad a weekend you go and tell him everything. and to make it worse, you can't stand him! you hate him." James shouted down the phone.

Come to think about it. I have no idea why I told brad! I guess i thought I trusted him but that's it! I trusted James with all my heart and it took me two years to tell him everything and I just told the person I despise everything as if it was nothing, when in fact it's my whole life.

Woah, that just hit me, hard!

"I-I don't know James. I don't know what made me tell him. I thought I trusted him or something inside me was telling me to just say it. I needed to get it out of my system. I haven't told anyone about my mums death for two years and I guess it's because it's almost been ten years James! ten years? and I don't know...."

Oh dear god here come the waterworks for the tenth time today!

"Saph." James spoke but I didn't answer.

"Saph! listen to me. come over right now and we can watch a film if you like" James suggested.

"One problem. it's almost two in the morning. I'm not risking it again!" I shout- whispered.

"Don't worry saph. i promise you that it will not happen again, ok. you have to trust me. Take your phone though, you know just in case."

Oh you know it's fine. worry so much about me James, why don't you?

"It's your fault if I don't make it to your house." I whispered before hanging up before he could reply and got all my stuff together.

I only packed some Spare clothes and you know the essential stuff. that's all I needed as I knew I would probably be back in the morning because my dad goes to work, whether I'm there or not. he just leaves my brother alone and strolls out the door, forgetting that he has an eight year old son in there. He's eight not twelve.

I didn't bother telling my dad, not like he'll care anyway but I didn't bother telling him because I know the only way that I can tell him, is by waking him up. and there is no way I'm going to wake him up! even if you paid me.

I tip-toed into my brothers room quickly and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead before running down stairs and out the door.

no one will ever understand how scary it is right now.

Shit.

Poo.

No.

No.

Shit.

I. left. my. phone.

No this cannot be happening right now. no way. the last time i did this, i was almost kidnapped or killed or.....you know the other thing. I just about made it to james' but the man that chased me was not a pretty sight. drunk, filthy, dangerous and he smelt of wee and drugs. it made me basically want to chuck up. but just as I was about to be dragged away, James' mum saw me out the window and ran out to rescue me. ever since i have been scarred and now, now I'm just asking for it. I'm just another target.

I cannot go back. I just can't. my dad will ground me until I die. he won't let me see James and the worst thing.....my laptop. he will take away my laptop.

instead of making probably the right decision and walking back home, I thought it would be a good idea just too keep walking. wait no not walking maybe more of a slight jog and slowly brushing my feet against the pav-

I was running ok?

That night traumatised me and I cannot let it happen again. or maybe worse.

I must be such an easy target.

Alone.

No weapon.

No one to help me.

I'm 17 so I'm guessing some people think I'm fragile so I'm easier to "take" or whatever you want to call it.

Oh and also....

I can't run. I can't run up a flight of stairs before almost having a asthma attack. I'm not the running type. I never will be the running type for as long as I live. also its an advantage as I have about a tonne of weight pulling down on my back which slows me down even more.

Also you know when people say if you eat carrots, you will be able to see in the dark. Well I never believed in any of that stuff, so I never used to eat carrots.

Maybe I should reconsider that as right now I literally cannot see a thing. it's pitch black and all the street lights have turned off. this is my idea of hell.

Right now I'm probably in a huge risk. every five seconds I turned around to double check if anyone was following me but so far it's all good.

Maybe I should just try and blend in with the cars? well apart from I'm not a car. I'm not a car shape or size and I'm on the pavement and Cars are on the road.

Wait maybe if I am being followed, I could hide behind a street light.

Nice one saph. always thinking.

I carried on my running pace and soon enough I was only a few roads away from james' house and I couldn't be more pleased. this is the part of Chester that is not dodgy ,but then again that evil man that followed me last time was from the next round down. I don't know why though. I just feel a lot more safe around here.

I was too busy in my thoughts of getting to James' house to even remember to look around. but this time I did and i was fine. thank god. I honestly felt like someone was following me. I swear I could hear someone breathing.

Focus saph, focus!

I got so tired that I had to stop running (well a slow jog, slowly brushing my feet against the pavement) but still I stopped and slowed down slightly.

Something I may regret later but I still did. I still kept an eye for people that may be following from behind but it was all good.

My eyes were squinting up ahead as that was the only way I have any chance of finding. I knew it would be quite easy to find James' house as I knew that his light would be on and probably the only one in the street but It was no use. I was also squinting because I couldn't see any of the pavement and where it was leading too so I just had to keep all eyes on the pavement.

Even though I only have two eyes. I really don't understand these sayings.

As hard as it was to see in the darkness. I did seem to be able to see a silhouette up ahead. it looked like it was a mans but i couldn't really tell.

Me being the idiot I am. I ran up to him as I thought that there was a chance it was james. but I soon discovered that when I got closer to the man. for a fact was no not James. and was far from him.

I did my genius plan and hid behind a lamp post trying to see Some more features of this mysterious figure.

I mean he was near enough looking straight at james' house and it looked kinda creepy. I knew for a fact it was not James and i wasn't going to go and ask what he was doing there and what the hell he was doing looking at james' house because I'm not that crazy. I couldn't walk up to a stranger and start having a conversation with them.

Especially not men, that stand outside people's house at two o'clock in the morning.

I was staring more at the figure and figured out that this "man" in fact isn't a man at all. he looks about the same age as me, maybe younger.

That means I can't be scared. I came out from behind the lamp post and started walking towards the silhouette a bit more. he quickly turned around and that was my cue to quickly jump behind a car.

Yeah....

That really worked. so much for being a spy. I can't help being heavy footed, ok?!

Stay quiet sapphire, do not move a muscle.

"Hello?" the boy whispered.

Shoot.

Where do I go!?

Freeze? yeah that's it. pretend I'm a statue.

Statue of liberty? yeah that's good. I can get away with that.

I slowly placed my bag on the floor and "pretended" to be the Statue of Liberty. Well I say pretend, but It was pretty realistic if you ask me.

Instead of Statue of Liberty. it can be Statue of sapherty. yeah that's sounds so much better.

Snap out of it saph!! I froze behind the car and I saw the boy walk closer to me.

"I know your there" he shouted. is he scared of me or something.

It's so hard not to laugh right now. but no, statues do not laugh.

The boy stopped near me and I could see more of his features in the reflection of his phone torch.

Completely different to James. I have no clue why the hell I thought he was James.

Brown, curly hair.

Bandana.

Brown eyes.

And that's all I could see. Something was familiar about this boy though. I don't know what it is. the voice maybe? No the hair? wait no..... I really have no clue.

He was so close to me and he still hasn't spotted me. maybe this whole statue thing is working. wow I'm surprised.

"hello?" he whispered once again. omg he is so close. he turned round the corner and he had something in his hand.

Gun?! he had a gun?! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! GUN! that's when I cracked.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" I screamed. he walked slowly towards me and it suddenly became clear on his features:

Brown curly hair.

Brown chocolate eyes.

Accent.

Bandana.

Skinny jeans.

Baseball top.

This was all too familiar.


"Saph?"

"Brad!?"
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A/N

DUN DUN DUN!!!

Sorry about the terrible ending, I'm not good at these type of scary things. Or whatever you want to call it

Yes I know this is a little harsh and that and I know that brad would never ever have a gun and I know that. I honestly do it's just that I thought it would be good to have him be a bit of a badass! I don't hate brad, I never will hate brad. remember this is a fanfiction, not reality, I know brad would never be like that. I know he wouldn't want to step on an ant let alone have a gun!

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