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[Chapter 14]

Double update today! :)
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Chapter Fourteen:False Beliefs?
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Anna's POV

I don't really know what it was about him--maybe the whole entire freakish look he had going on--but he stunned me as soon as I saw him.

Frozen in my spot, a dumb expression of awe, curiosity and confusion stuck on my face, I stared up at the stranger silently as he stared down at me, quietly. The look on his face told me that he wasn't here just to annoy or scare me--he was here for something else.

"Hey!" I heard someone, not too far behind me, yell out. I didn't turn around to see who it was and I seemed to not even care. For anything, that person was probably not even yelling out to us. "She's with me," the person had caught up to us.

"Oh, really?" The big man in front of me asked, cocking an eyebrow and staring down at whoever was behind me.

An arm came around my shoulders, slightly comforting me and providing some sort of feeling of safeness, as I heard, "Yeah, now leave if you know what's good for you, you baby." Andrew. I saw his face from the side of my eye and I was instantly somehow set free from the big man's gaze.

"Night demon--Prince...?" The big guy in front if me asked Andrew, baffled.

"Well who'd you think, newborn?" Andrew replied with uncharacteristic sarcasm and defiance. I was too confused and dumbfounded to ask, or pay a little attention, as to what was happening around me.

"So sorry, Prince, I didn't honestly know--"

"Of course you didn't. Leave now." Andrew used the same confusing tone of power, bravado and audacity He was like a whole new person from the shy, slightly awkward and inward Andrew I knew--for like two days. But who could change in two days from their socially anxious personality? How can you become from whispering or mumbling your words to openly and boldly speaking up to someone? To be honest, there were a lot of people I knew that were like that. I just hoped Andrew wasn't one of them; but looking and hearing him now, he didn't seem much different than them at all.

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I was huddled up on the couch, in the dim room, in front of the bright, blazing tv. It was only 7 but it seemed--because of the oncoming winter--like it was midnight. I liked it.

The thick quilt started to fall from my shaking shoulders and I instantly pulled it back up, only my head exposed. I was shaking for three reasons. One, it was freezing. Second, I was watching the most horrifying and terribly filmed reality show ever. And lastly, there was this loud thumping noise coming from outside the window, for the last 5 minutes, that was right on my left and which anyone could easily peer into the house and see me. Waiting to kill me...

"Darla! What happened?!" The shrill voice of one of the actors slightly echoed throughout the house, muting the thumping from outside for a few moments.

"Anna!" I hear my name and jump. What. The. Heck? I immediately look out the window and see...a pale hand with thin, spidery veins running along beneath the surface.

I don't know why I didn't feel the need to call the police--my dad, or even just simply scream. I walked over to the window, a bit hesitantly and craned my head to look down at whoever it was that had been standing outside the window.

"Anna!" They called out my name again, in a hushed and urgent voice.

Sighing, I dropped the quilt that was still wrapped around my shoulders, and slide the window open, poking my head outside and seeing the crazy person who was standing outside the sheriffs house, like a creep.

Andrew.

"What the hell, Andrew?" I ask him, confused by his actions. "What are you doing here? It's almost midnight and you are creeping outside my house--the sheriff's house. Are you asking to get arrested?"

"Nope,"--he pops the 'p'--"Just wanted to see you. I have something important to tell you. Trust me." He looks up at me, silently pleading for my full attention.

Without saying anything else, or giving him another look, I shut the window and walk away. I hear him outside, whispering my name and asking for me to listen to him.

I didn't mean to lock him out. I was just walking over to the front door to let him inside.

"It's okay, geez. I just wanted to open the door, Andrew. Is it really that important?" I ask him when I open the front door. He doesn't say anything until he was standing inside my house, facing me with an expression that told me: yes, it was that important.

"Listen, Anna. I don't have much time --I have to be somewhere--and I'm gonna give this to you straight," he sounded as if we were boyfriend and girlfriend and he was going to break up with me. "You're in danger and I don't want you talking to random strangers. If anyone comes up to you, randomly, I want you to walk away and ignore them. If they follow you,"--he gave me a scrap of crumpled paper --"I want you to call me immediately."

After he was done warning me, he looked down at me, expectantly, waiting for my reaction. I simply stared down at the crumpled paper in my palm and stared at it. Had he just given me his number? And not in a 'I-like-you-so-call-me-sometime' sort of way? Or was he just so nervous to give it to me that he made this whole ordeal up? Either way, I had his number.

"Firstly, how do you know I'm in danger? Who am I in danger from? And also, I already know to stay away from strangers--my dad's a cop, Andrew..." I doubtfully ask him. "And where the heck--at midnight--would you have to be?"

"I just know, Anna. Please just listen to me. And I have to be...home." He answers me dubiously. I didn't believe a thing he just said. Nevertheless, I nodded my head, just to get him out before my dad arrived from the station and tried to handcuff him.

He nodded his shaggy blonde head back at me and turned to leave. I looked up from my palm, at his retreating back, and wondered--not for the first time--what this boy was actually up to.

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I'm soooo sorry this chapter was so boring!! Please don't leave me!

I promise though, that the next one will have some crazy action--scouts honour!! :) Sorry guys.