Okay.Chapter 4. I have nothing else to write here .
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Chapter 4
FaLlEn DeScEnDaNtS
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*Sam's P.O.V*
I was in a deep dream when I heard my phone ringing. I stuck my arm out and moved it across the nightstand until I felt the phone. I pressed it my ear, wiping away left over drool with my other hand. "Hello?" I croaked into the phone. "SAM! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!" Lucy screamed from the other end. I winced and pulled the phone a little bit further from my ear.
"I can assure you. I am not dead yet. I feel like pure crap with this stupid fever," I muttered, rubbing my throat. "Why didn't you answer our calls? and why the helll were you not at school yesterday?!" she screeched. "I didn't answr because I was asleep for most of the day and my phone was in the living room," Lie. "And I wasn't at schooll because Im sick dummy," I heard her sigh. "Fine. But you are coming today right? Remember we were supposed to go shopping for prom dresses?" she asked.
Oh shoot. I forgot about that. I glanced at the clock. 4:32am. "Uhm....yeah I'm coming today and do we really have to go shopping today? There's like a whole month again before prom!" I whined. In all honesty I wasn't feeling to even go out today. "Okay. And can we at least try one shop? Pretty please?" she begged. I rolled my eyes. "Fine. One store. Nothing more. And you have to give me a ride home," I told her. She squeeled and then told me she had to go and hung up.
I sighed and rolled off of the bed. I went into the bathroom. Eww. I looked a mess. My neon blue hair was tangled and my makeup was smeared all over my face. TUrning on the tap, I splashed water on my face. I looked up in the mirror and gasped.
Carter Jones was staring right back at me.
He was looking at me with a sad expression. He wasn't moving. He wasn't talking. He was just looking at me. I stepped back, groping the counter behind me for something to use as a weapon. Carter looked away and then at me one more time as if someone was calling him and then the image blurred and I was staring back at myself.
"Sam what are you doing on the floor???" my mom asked, her hands on her hips. I jumped. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked. "About 2 minutes. Why?" "Did you see anything in the mirror?" She shook her head. "No. Sam are you okay?" I didn't respond. "Sam?" my mom asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. I snapped out of it and looked up at her. "I'm fine.. I think it was a spider," I lied. She studied me for a minute and then smiled.
"Well it looks like it's gone now sweetie," she said and walked out of the bathroom. I scrambled to my feet. I double checked the mirror but there was nothing there. Maybe it really was a spider I saw. Well that spider sure looked like Carter. I jumped into the shower and out in record time. I went back into my room and changed into my stupid school uniform and grabbed my bag. Then I went downstairs. Macy and Mom were sitting on the couch eating cereal.
"Mom, I'm skipping breakfast today. I need to get to school early to do some research," I told her. She looked at me confused. "But we have internet, why didn't you do it yesterday?" she quizzed. "I didn't know I had research to do yesterday. Lucy called around 4 this morning and told me. They've been trying to call me all day yesterday but they weren't getting through," I replied. "Why couldn't they get through?" she asked. I mentally sighed. I hate when she asks so much questions. "I was sleeping for most of the day and I think I left my cell phone down here," I told her. She thought it over and then nodded.
"Well have a nice day hun,": she said, turning her attention back to the TV. I walked out into the cold morning air, wrapping my arms around me. I had put on a jacket but it was still cold. Mostly my legs, thanks to these stupid uniforms. The skirt was about 2 inches above my knees and they made us wear knee socks. That wasn't very...warm.
I was gonna turn on some music on my iPod but something told me not too. A teeny tiny voice in my head that appears when something bad is going to happen. I glanced up at the sky. A dark grey stupor hung low, threatening to break any minute. Great. A rainy day. I sped up a bit and made it to school as soon as the first drops started to fall.
There were a few cars in the parking lot. They were mostly teacher's cars but a few students were there too. I was so early that even the security wasn't here yet. I hiked my bag onto my shoulder and set on my way to the library.
I passed by the cafeteria but a movement caught my eye. I spun around. There he was. Leaning against the counter at the cafeteria. I gasped and he turned to look at me. His eyes were midnight black,boring into mine, freezing me to the spot. He pushed away from the counter and slowly made his way towards me.
But I wasn't afraid. I know having the spirit of a dead person walking towards would scare the crap out you but I wasn't scared. If anything I felt relieved. It was as if his prescense washed away all of my distress and worries. He came to a stop in front of me.
Samantha...
His voice rang through my head. I stifled a gasp. Did he just talk to me through my mind? What the hell! No..Sam, Block him out!!!
You are mine Babydoll...
What the-? He took another step towards me and cupped my cheek in his hand. "What do you want?" I squeeked, finally managing the courage to say the words.
I don't want anything. I'm just here for you...
For me? Why me? Why did he want to kill me? Wait..Did he want to kill me?
"Why do you want to kill me?" I asked, my voice barely audible. A look of pure confusion washed across his face.
I don't want to kill you babydoll. I'm here to protect you. Someone is trying to kill you but it's not me,....
His voice lingered in my mind. He released my cheek and stepped back. "WAIT!" I cried, automatically reaching out to him.
"I thought...I though you were dead. How could you be here right now?" In asked, my voice shaking. "Because...I am dead Babydoll and in time you'll understand. Just keep in mind, that the scar on your wrist isn't a birthmart," he said speaking for the first time. Then he walked away his figure shimmering away into thin air.
I sunk down to the floor. I glanced at what I thought was my birthmark. In fact it didn't even look like a birthmark. It was the same length of my thumb and it was etched sideways into my skin, almost like a lightning bolt. The strangest thing about it was it's colour. Midnight black. Just like Carter's eyes....
"SAM! What are you doing on the floor!?" Lucy screamed running up to me. I held her hand and she pulled me up. "I slipped and fell," I lied. I could've told her the truth but something inside me told me that she wouldn't believe me and an even smaller part was telling me that I wanted to keep Carter my own little secret....
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Alrighty guys! I liked this chapter more than the others because it mentioned Carter :D And Im begging you people, If you havent read hush hush, you shud cuz its really good!!! <3
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