First Glance

Chapter 9 (Matt)

Where is she? Where could she have gone. "Kasey"! I call out. I can't lose her. She is my everything.

I run out of the basement and look around the house. There is no sign of her.

She can't have gotten far. I was only gone for a few hours. I walk around the outside of the house. Scanning for any sign of her.

Finally I spot something. A torn piece of clothing on a tree. It's light blue. Just like the shirt Kasey had on.

I run off into the direction of the clothing. I go farther out, looking for other signs. There are a lot of knocked down and stomped over plants. I think she went this way.

I walk for long time. Staying alert. Looking everywhere. Scanning the forrest.

I see her. She is laying on the ground. Bleeding. All over. Her soft skin has been penetrated all over by cuts. What happened?

I look around. There's nobody in sight. I rush to her. Falling on the ground and cradling her in my arms. She wakes up and looks up at me.

"Matt"? She asks softy. "Yes it's me". I tell her. "We aren't the only ones out here". She says. And then she passes out again.

What? What does she mean we aren't the only ones out here? I look around cautiously. Scooping her up into my arms, I start walking home, carrying her with me.

We are almost home. But I can't help but feel like I'm being watched. Being followed. I look around. Still nothing. Phew.

I get to the house. I make a decision not to keep Kasey in the basement. She needs medical care. I take her up to the room I stay in. I lay her on the bed.

I rush downstairs and look for a wash clothe. I find one and wet it down. I hurry back to Kasey. I slowly wipe the blood off of her. With every wipe, deep wounds are revealed. What happened?

I can't help but look at her. At her beauty. Even with all these wounds, she is beautiful. I get all of the blood off of her finally. Her skin is scarred and bruised. How could I let this happen?

She shifts. Her eyelids flutter open. Her deep green eyes meet mine. She opens her mouth to speak, but its almost like she couldn't find the strength to talk.

I have so many questions. But, I can tell she is tired. So I will start slowly. "Kasey, what happened"? I ask her softly.

Her eyes change. Full of pain. Full of fear. "There was a man" She says quietly. "He came down the stairs. He grabbed me and took me with him. I screamed. But, you never came". She looks hurt. I could have saved her. But, I was to busy with my revenge.

"What did he do to you"? I ask her. Her eyes fill with tears. "He..." she starts crying. I pull her close and hold on to her as she sobs.

"Did he cut you"? I ask her. "Yes. He cut me. After he... I don't really want to talk about it". She finishes. I know she is done talking. I don't ask anything else.

"Rest here". She nods, closing her eyes. I feel her drift to sleep in my arms. I lay her down on the bed. Instead of leaving, I lay down next to her.

I was goingto try and sleep. But, my mind is much too full to sleep. I am worried. Who is this man? And... what did he do to her? Why did he do it?

I stay awake all night. I make sure nothing gets to her. I watch over her all night. She sleeps for a long time.

It's morning. Still she sleeps. I get up. I must find this man. He deserves to die. And I promise, he will.

If you touch my Kasey, prepare yourself for torture.