Out Beyond Ideas

A Savior and Career Training

"My stupid phone is still missing, and my mom's refusing to buy me a new one. Cam says it's fine, but I know it's not. How can I talk to him?? How can I send him my nudes-"

I choked on my pasta, coughing hard and looking at Jaden in disbelief while she laughed hysterically.

"So that's how to get your attention," she laughed, and I rolled my eyes. The cafeteria was unbelievably loud today, because everybody was talking about the Prom- which was tonight. It was a Friday, and I was ready and pumped to spend my Friday night the same way I always do- hidden under my bedsheets watching Netflix.

Deep in thought, I didn't realize Cameron sitting next to Jaden in front of me, playing with her hair. Slipping away from the mush, I walked down the corridors that I was so familiar with now, until I saw Noah and another boy with a black eye walking in front of an angry looking teacher. Noah's eyes were filled with fury, his fists clenched.

The day slowly passed like an ugly slug on grass, with Algebra and Physics and unintelligible French. I honestly don't know how the French speak that fast- it's like they learnt to live faster and get whatever you have to say over and done with.

My mom came home with me today, so she could get dressed as quickly as possible and head out to the venue for 'Prom Coordination'. A couple of kids saw me get into her car in the teachers' parking lot, but hopefully they didn't suspect anything.

"Dinner's in the fridge, don't stay up late for me, call me whenever you need," my mom said as she hurried around the house getting her things. I stood leaning against the wall with my jumper on looking at her while she tried to fit into her shoes. Huffing, she smiled at me.

"You look great mom, really... classy?" I smiled back.

"I love classy." She said, before leaving the house.

When she left, I did a mini jazz dance because yes yes I was all alone at home with a fridge full of food and a television series that had over 7 seasons. Before the night could close in, I pulled out all the food I'd need from the fridge and went upstairs, switching off all the ground floor lights. In my room, I left one light dimly on, with the laptop streaming Supernatural. Then my phone rang. Annoyed, I answered without looking at the caller ID. "Hello?"

Then the raspy breathing came.

Long, and labored, raspy breathing. I cut the call, my heart thumping loudly. Before I threw my phone on my bed, there was a sound outside. This couldn't get any worse, could it? I glanced out from the edge of my curtains.

My heart began thumping so loudly I was afraid he could hear it, while he stood still on the road opposite my house, like a sentinel, looking directly at me. Christian Creed.

I backed away from the windows, too afraid to look anywhere but in front of me. It was night; there are no lights. Had I locked the front door? Was the house gate open? Locking my door, I paced back and forth, every now and then checking to see if he had gone. And he was still standing there, unmoving. Grabbing my phone, I dialed mom's number- it was busy. Jaden- her phone was off. Calling Max wouldn't help me because he was probably with a nightstand. Biting my lip and keeping a close eye on Creed, I called Clarissa. Pick up pick up pick up.

"Hey Alex," she answered.

I sighed with relief. "Are you sober?"

"Not really, but I am. Why?"

I took a deep breath, "I need you to pick me up. It's a long story, but there's somebody standing outside my house and I-"

"Holy what okay let me think...I can't come because I have to meet my parents in ten. But I'll send someone to pick you up. Don't panic Alexis. Stay inside your house, have a baseball bat in your hands at all times, make sure your windows are closed, stay near a place you can escape easily-"