Chapter Ten

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Kate's eyelids fluttered open and she finds herself lying in her bed with the covers draped across her. She lifted herself up to find her bedroom is empty. The shadowy figure who aided her must have gone by now. She felt a her head throbbing so she dropped back down onto her pillows. 

"Kate?" she heard someone from downstairs. The voice belonged to Violet. What could she be doing here? She should be at school. Kate tilted her head to look at her alarm clock and saw it was four o'clock. How could she have slept for the whole day? All Kate wanted to do was run downstairs and embrace a hug from her best friend but when she tried to get up her head throbbed even more.

"I'm up here!" she yelled.

"I got your text," Violet said timidly as she walked into Kate's bedroom. Ever since Violet has been more open to Kate about her feelings she has grown more timid.

She hasn't been on her phone since yesterday, how would she had been able to send a text? Maybe she did it in her sleep. "What text?" Kate looked at her with a confused expression.

Violet sat on the edge of Kate's bed and pulled out her phone. She searched through her texts and shoved the phone in Kate's face. Kate read:

Text From: Kate!

Message:

"I tripped up the stairs and have a really bad headache. Would you come over and look after me for a few hours."

That is definatly Kate's number but all she remembers is passing out. She looked around her room to find her phone was sitting on the desk. "I never sent you that text."

"You did take a bump on the head." Violet gently touches Kate's bruise which makes her flinch back. "A pretty bad one by the looks of it."

Kate forcefully pushed Violet's hand away and stared up at her ceiling. Her mind was jumbled but she remembered something for certain. There was someone in her house. A man who she has never seen before. He wasn't a robber because nothing was out of place when she got home. If he wasn't here to rob her, what was he here for? "There was someone in my room," Kate said to herself.

"What?!" Violet almost screamed. "Did he hurt you? Was he the one who pushed you down the stairs?"

Kate remembered her fall. "No, I actually tripped over my own foot."

Violet burst out laughing. She clearly couldn't hold it in. She covered her mouth with the palm of her hand to try and stop herself but it only made her laugh more. 

Kate lifted herself up to glare at Violet. She picked up the pillow from under her and threw it at her best friend. Her black hair exploded with frizz from the hard contact with the pillow. "This isn't funny. There was a guy in my room. He could have killed me. Do you not realise how serious that is?"

Violet raised her hands in surrender. "You're right, I'm sorry. But what I want to know is, if you didn't send that text...then who did?"

Kate knew for sure who sent that text. The same person who walked into her life and has caused nothing but trouble for her. The same person who has turned her feelings upside down. The person who she hasn't been able to stop thinking about even if she tried. 

"We need to find Adrian." Kate got to her feet and fought back the throbbing pain in her head. She changed out of the clothes that she slept in and pulled over her long grey jumper which falls above her knees and some black leggings. 

"Okay, and why is that?"

"I'm sure he's the one who texted you off my phone."

Kate explained everything to Violet in the car. They were parked outside of the park where Kate last saw Adrian. It was when she tried to kiss him but he told her to run home. Since then she hasn't seen or heard from him. She had no idea where he lived or where he hung out. It was like he didn't actually exist. "Why are we here again?"Violet asked with her thumb tapping the steering wheel of the silver Volkswagon. That car was like her baby she won't let anyone else drive it, not even her life long best friend Kate. 

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