He's Watching

Chapter 1

/Aaliyah\

"Slut!"

"Hoe!"

"Pig!"

Words I would get called on a daily basis some times I wonder, why me. I hid my hideous face in the hood of my gray over-sized Roots hoodie as I walk down the 10th-grade hallway to my locker. I was getting ready to leave to this hell zone and go back to my home where I get to see my wonderful family. I open my metal locker and started to pack my things, stuffing everything into my rainbow Jansport backpack harshly. I grind my teeth together and close my eyes tightly trying to prevent tears from escaping.

Ever since I started high school, I've been getting teased and bothered by the rest of the school for what reason, I don't know I guess because I'm a nerd. It never uses to bother me until my father passed away two months ago, all the teasing was starting to go to my noggin. I don't feel like I could ever be happy again.

I slam the locker door shut and drag my feet against the squicky floor towards the exit. I walk outside where I see my new step-dad Dre's, black SUV. I open up the car and climb inside, then strap on my seatbelt.

"Hey Aaliyah, how was your day today?" He asked not seeming to be really interested at all, he was probably only asking to be nice. I clear my throat getting ready to speak, "It was fine how was yours?" I question then put on a fake smile. I pull out my Homework and get right to it so I don't have to do it when I get home.

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Dre pulled up into the driveway and parked the vehicle, I climbed out and waltzed to the front door and unlocked it. I stepped inside heading towards the stairs and climbing them two steps at a time. I made my way to my room and started to get comfy and read 'Pleasure' by Eric Jerome Dickey.

\Chris/

I watch her step inside her bedroom from the giant oak tree beside her window. She sets down her bag and starts to undress, my heart begins to race and my breath tries to catch up as she pulls off her hoodie which reveals a white spaghetti strap tang-top, she was just about to pull of her baggy pants when a wood pecker beside pecks the tree looking for a worm to eat. The loud banding startles her which delays her. She walks up to the window and shuts it close and pulls her curtains.

Once she finished changing her reopens the curtain and window and gets started on her home work. I can see the pain in her eyes as she continues, A permeate frown plastered on her beautiful face, her once lively eyes are now dull and boring. It's all my fault, all a wanted was easier access to her but now it's just been harder to get to her.

I watched pull her book from out her school and flop in her bean bag chair to read. It's funny how she gets lost in a book for hours and not even notice when someone is in her presence. It's getting late I see her mother Ann pull up beside her husband's car in the driveway behind me. I guess that's my cue to leave.  I will help you escape from this hell zone Aaliyah then you'll be all mine, just my wait...

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Thoughts? Enjoy!