" ohhh you look nice" Chris says holding my waist and closing the dorm door.
" Thanks" I smile as I adjusted the strap of my dress.
I hate dresses. And this one is handless. With some glitter at the bottom, thank God its short. It's black,well my Golden accecories brightened it up a little bit.
" After you my lady" he teases as we walk through the dark hallways.
we walked and walked for what seemed like forever.
Maybe cause I was counting my steps. I was quiet. There was nothing to say.
I feel some sort of air at my back.
Like something or someone just ran behind me.
I turn and Chris wasn't there.
"Hello.." I hear a very masculine voice say.
" Oohhh, my little pumpkin, I wish I could give you a hug one last time?"The voice added.
The voice is loud and so deep. I can't see a thing. Everywhere is dark I had no idea what's going on right now.
" Chris?" I start yelling softly.
Am so scared am out of energy.
" Chris!!!?" I yelled louder before my legs started moving and Carrying me wherever I could go.
" Oh my my, your running? Oh dear why are you running? Am not hurting you am I?" The voice says with a little bit of a giggle.
It sounds like the voice is following me. Like I can't even hide but I have to try.
I spot a room like a cleaning supply closet. And I hide there covering my ears with tears rolling down my eyes.
I hope it's a dream. I pray it's a dream.
Am shaking and sweating all through my body.
"Chris?" I whisper.
"Issabelle dear, am not going to hurt you, come out, common come out!"
"Oh your playing a game of hide and seek?" It laughs.
The voice sounds familiar, but I don't want to care, I just want to look for a way out of this situation.
He's roaming. The voice is in the hallways, still roaming.
I can't scream or shout or yell because he's going to find me.
Who or what in the world is that? How does he even know my name?
I have so many questions, but my eyes remain shot.
I hear the closet doors creak,
And I scream loudly.
" It's okay, your fine".
" Chris?" I say as I open my eyes.
"Chris!!"I scream as I hug him tightly with tears rolling down my eyes.
I look around quickly as my eyes return to him.
"It'll be fine, it's okay" he assures me as I burry face in his chest.
"It was so loud and deep" I whisper still crying.
" What was?"he questions, confused.
"You didn't hear it? The voice?"
"No, what are you talking about?" He says pulling from the grip.
"There was a voice it was dark and I couldn't see anything I called you so many times"
"I was looking for you, why did you run?" He added.
" What?..What?... I didn't, when? and how?" I was so confused.
"Common you need to rest."
"But I saw it, I mean I heard it" I say pointing outside the closet.
"Saw what? And heard what?" He adds confusingly.
"Your probably worn out this hallways can be scary at night, you'll be fine"
"But Chris I heard a voice"
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What voice did issabelle hear?
Who was talking to her?
Why was issabelle the only one that heard the voice?
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The Killer
غموض / إثارةA young girl who isn't a normal teenager she has everything she wants, or is that all she wants. She finds out there's more to life than what's she's seen. Plus will she trust the right people? Or take on the journey of revenge.
