I was walking home from school thinking about Jake Floyd. No. He isn't some cute boy that I'm dying about. Actually he was a CREEPY boy. For some strange reason, he would never take his eyes off of me. So, I decided to go to his house. I was scared but confident. What if he was some murderer trying to murder me? What if he was a kidnapper who was going to abduct me? But I had to find out why he wouldn't take his eyes off me. I got closer and closer to his house. His house was the color of burnt wood with deep red trims. I walked up the cream-colored stairs. I carefully knocked on the wood door. A female's voice said "Jake! Get the door! It must be the seller boy! Tell him that we're not interested!" I heard the doorknob from the inside turn. Jake walked out and locked his eyes on me. "Umm...Hi..." I said awkwardly. "What do you need?" He said calmly. "I just have to ask you something. And I want the truth." Jake opened his house door. "Come on in." He said gesturing to me. "No. Jake. Please listen. It's just a question." Jake looked deep into my eyes, keeping his icy blue eyes on me. "I said come in. Please." I gulped and took a step inside. The house smelled of lemon meringue pie. He walked in front of me and lead me into the kitchen where I saw a baby sleeping on the dining table and a 40 year old looking woman stood making something in a pot. "Mother, this is Amy." He said taking a glance at me. Mrs. Floyd turned around and said "Wow! You're really pretty! No wonder Jake ta-" She stopped at of a sudden looking at Jake. "Sorry. Just go on ahead and I will bring you some snacks." I turned around, a little weirded out. What was that all about? Jake took my hand and lead me down a lit hall. He turned into a room that must've been his room. It was quite blank. There was only a poster of a purple ferarri. There was a queen sized bed neatly made in the center. There was a side table with a brown empty vase. He leaned against the wall and looked over at me. "Umm...your room is very nice." I said slowly. "It's okay. You don't have to lie." I looked down at my feet not knowing what to say. I decided to just do what I came here for. "I wanted to ask you why you keep star-" He interupted me. "Why I keep staring at you? Well..it's because I want to." I looked him straight into his eyes and said "Don't be a pervert! What the hell do you mean?" I yelled. He closed the door and locked it. That gave me a shiver down my spine. Why did he lock the door? He turned around and took a step closer to me. I backed up. He kept coming closer until I was backed up against the wall. I looked at him and he locked his eyes on me. "What do you want from me?" I yelled. "I just want you." He said with a shallow voice. He suddenly put his hand over my mouth and traced his other hand to my jacket zipper. I tried to scream but he was covering my mouth too tight. He slowly looked down and unzipped my jacket revealing my tanktop. He carefully pulled the tanktop off and threw it behind him. I didn't know what to do. I tried to escape but he was trapping me against the wall. He moved his hand to my shoulder and pulled down my strap. I shut my eyes and felt his lips kiss my neck. He let go of my mouth and I tried to breathe. I grabbed my jacket and felt my hand get pulled back. I fell on the bed and Jake pinned me down. His face was inches from mine. My cell phone rang in my jacket pocket. I couldn't get it. I knew it was either Jenna, my best friend or Mom. I tried to escape his grip but he held me tight. He crashed his lips against mines and I tried to scream. But I couldn't even breathe. He finally loosened his lips and I got my chance to grab my jacket and make a run for it. I ran down the hall almost stumbling on the baby who was crawling in the center. I jerked to a stop and saw Jake behind me coming closer. I walked around the baby and ran out the door. It was chilly but I didn't care. I just wanted to be home. I called my mom telling her that I was at Jenna's and I'm about to leave. I couldn't tell her that I was raped. It would be too much. I got to Jenna's house and I hugged her tight. She said she would sleepover with me for the night. Later, at my house I told her he whole story and showing her the hickey on my neck. TO BE CONTINUED... :D
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My Mysterious Life: Part 1
Teen FictionI didn't know my life would be such a mystery. Love, kingdoms, another father and another mother? I couldn't even imagine this. It was all fucked up. The only person being by my side was my servant. So many secrets and heart breaks. Accidents and st...