Built On Love

Chapter 2

            Over the weekend I was at Jade's house.  She lived with her mamaw and papaw. When she was little her parents died in a fatale at crash. She was just a baby and couldn't understand. I felt kinda bad for her because she didn't have a chance to find out who her mother really was. She was a nice girl with a big loving heart.
           We played the Wii and rode bikes. She was a fun person with a heart of gold. I loved her and I loved being around her. The next day came and it was Sunday. We had school the next day and I had to go home. When I got home I found the house a little quieter than normal and I was worried.
            I went all over the house looking for someone. I knocked on Brooke's door,  Gabe's door, Ty's door, and my mom's door. There was no answer so I bargged in on my own free will. No one was home so I just made some food and went to my room. I heard the door open and then shut but there was no sound of any kids. I thought is was one of my brothes.
           I decided to stay upstairs just in case if it wasn't my brother's. I got done eating and was about to go put my plate in the sink when I heard someone talking. It was a deep, manly voice that I had never heard. He was talking on the phone and I could only hear what he was saying. It sounded like the person in my house was mad. I started getting scared because I thought he was going to kidnap me.
          I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. So I went to my mom's room and locked the door. My dad had a guncabinet in there just in case if something like this would happen. My mom had a key and my dad hid his in the room. I started searching for his key. The guy was outside the door by now and I was scared.
          I got onto the bed as quiet as I could. I knew he would try and open it. When I saw the doorknob move I let out a little scream. Whoever was on the other side of the door knew I was in there. I was frightened for my life. He started hitting the door with all his might.
         He had to be skinny because all the door did was budge everything he hit it. He started getting pissed at the door and he kicked it in. I was hiding in the closest because there was so much clothes to hid me. He was standing there waiting for me to make a sound. I was trying not to breathe hard but it wasn't working. Then he opened the closet door.
        I covered my mouth to were I wouldn't scream. I wanted to see what he looked like but I didn't want to move. I heard clothes moving so I knew it was only a matter of time before he found me. I felt a strong pair of hands grab the clothes that was on top of me and he threw the clothes behind him. He looked at me and I realized that He was the kid from earlier. I wondered what he was doing in my house.
        He held out his hand as if he was helping me up. I stood up and looked at him. He looked confused like he was thinking about what to do with me. He grabbed my arm and dragged me down the steps. He sat me on the sofa and walked over to the window. I wondered what he was looking at.
         I didn't dare move because I didn't know what he was capable of doing to me. I wanted to run away from him. Every instinct was to hit and run. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I just couldn't hit him it was like I had some kind of connection to him that I couldn't hurt him. I looked at him and he looked at me.
        In that moment I didn't care if he was good or bad. I wanted him. Eventhough I didn't know him I still thrived on looking at him. His jawline was perfect, his eyes was a perfect hazel color, his biceps were popping out of his muscle shirt, and his hair was messed up from trying to find me. I wanted to grab him and pull him on top of me, but I knew that he wouldn't want me to do that. He started walking over to me and this time I wasn't scared.
        He got face to face with me and I looked into his eyes. He started leaning in to kiss me, then his phone stared ringing. I sat quietly until he hung up. He looked at me and then he walked over to the window. I stood up and walked over to him.
       "Hey what's wrong."
       "Nothing it was just someone annoying."
        "I didn't catch your name earlier."
        "Why do you want to know my name?"
         "Because if I'm going to be showing you around the school I need to know your name."
          "My name is Jamie."
         I started smiling uncronobaly.
         "What are you smiling for?"
          "It's nothing important."
           "Tell me."
            "Okay, I was because you looked so scared when you told me that."
             "Okay then what's your name?"
             "Why do you want to know my name?"
          He grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him. He looked in my eyes. He raised his eyebrows and I couldn't help but to laugh. He smiled and laughed too.
            "My name is Lexi."
          He smiled and pulled me closer then what I already was. This time he looked into my eyes and then to my lips. All of a sudden there was a loud thump at the window and there was blood on it. He tightened his grip on me and I started to worry. He didn't let go of me so I just buried my face in his chest and surprisingly he held me tighter. Then he dragged me down to the basement.