The Boy. By: Jasmine Y. Dev. [Horror]

2. I am...Not Alone

"Mama...."  The boys voice rang in my ears as I was trying to open the door. It was locked from the outside..I turned back, seeing him not even a foot away from me. "G-get away from me!" I barely squeaked out as sweat and the sauce from my forhead mixed together. "Mama...." He said again but in a deeper tone. "Your not alone." His smile grew wider and my eye sight became blurry. He backed away with his smile and walked off. I fell to my knees... 'Whats happening...?' 'Who even is he..?' 'Why did I agree to this...?' 'Everything bad always happen to me...' Those thoughts rang in my head as one tear fell from my right eye. My vision slowly darkened, and I was left on the floor...Cold and wet... And covered with spaghetti
{ The next Morning }
I yawned softly and looked up. I was some sort of room..? Wait a second- my eyes widened as my body quickly lifted up. I was in a bed...? The spaghetti was off of me... I was shiny clean with pajamas on that had teddy bears on them..More child like, really. I grabbed my hair , that was in a sloppy and messed up ponytail... "What in the world is this?!" I hissed, before my face went pale when I seen the same boy in the doorway of the room. "Mama your awake!" He said happily as he ran over to the side of the bed. I yelped and squirmed backwards almost hitting my head on the wall. "S-stay back!," I stuttered out as I pointed my finger towards him. He only smiled and forcefully made me hug him. "Mama, your not alone so don't be afraid." His voice hissed as he gritted his teeth threw his smile as if he was annoyed by me. I said nothing as I was still frozen with horror. I tried to say something at least but all that came out was a squeak. The boy grabbed me by my hand and led me down the stairs...What on earth..
I tried to pull back, but he just gave me a keen glare. I gulped and looked at his black eyes..but..it's werid. That was the only color in his WHOLE eyes... I tried quickly to get out of his grip. But..He was holding me so tight that my arm was bound to snap off. His small smile became a large frown as I could barely hear him mumble- "this will be harder than I thought..." What was he doing?! "Get off me!" I hollered, with fear in my voice but he only  gripped onto me tighter still not taking his eyes off me. He actually started dragging me, as I kept on swarming around. How was a child stronger than me?! I finally snapped... And dug my nails into his small arm as he just looked at me as if he wasn't feeling the pain...

What is this boy...? Superman's son?

Okay, okay that wasn't funny, but I grabbed where his hand was gripped tightly on mine and I tried to get it off as he just kept on walking. I growled. "Let.Me.Go!" I screamed my eyes showing my determination to break free. He smiled. "Okay."
And when I looked down...We where right on top of the stairs...He wasn't really gonna-
Thud!