Being Watched

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I woke up on the floor again with a sore back, again. I got up and had the familiar feeling I was being watched so I walked into my bathroom and took a shower after I got out I decided to get dressed in there.

I walked back into my room to look for my purse and couldn't find it. I saw the strap coming out from behind the curtain. I quickly walked over to it and grabbed it when I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye. I decided to check it out later.

"Bye grandma," I yelled as I ran out the door.

I heard a faint "bye" before I ran out to the street. I jogged all the way to school about 4 blocks and sat in homeroom right before the bell rang.

After lunch in Science I saw a man out the window looking straight at me. He was talk with a grey beard, a leather jacket over a black T-shirt, and jeans.

Before I got to blink he had disappeared.

At the end of the day I decided to ride the bus home.

"Work or house," the bus driver asked me.

"House," I sat in my seat and started to read my book.

The ride lasted longer than usual so when he stopped at my house I was ready.

"Thanks," I said as I walked down the short distance to my driveway.

When I got inside and locked the door, I sat down on the couch an started reading again. I heard someone fiddling with the back door handle and thought, 'who could that be?'

I figured it was my grandmother so I got up and started to walk forwards the door when it burst open. I dived behind the bar and stayed as quiet as possible.

When I heard who ever it was walk into the laundry room I dashed for my grandmothers room. It was dark since her room didn't have any windows. I started creeping into her closet and kept on going into our bathroom then I crept into my room.

I was going to run out of my room and to the back door when I saw him turn around and in no second he was right in front of me. It was the same guy I saw out the window earlier that day. I started backing up slowly to the bathroom door until I ran into something but when I turned around there was nothing there, when a boy appeared in front of my eyes. He was half a foot taller than me and had dark brown hair with bright green eyes and long eye lashes. I screamed and ran to the other side of my room in front of my window.

"Back off James," said the boy with green eyes.

The guy named James looked at me and said, "you better be glad he's here. Next time you won't be so lucky," and he was gone just as quick as he came.

I sat in front of the window until I was sure it was safe. When the boy with green eyes looked at me and walked over, "don't touch me or I'll hurt you," I threatened as he crouched down in front of me.

"I won't hurt you, just come here," he talked to me like you talk to an injured animal that you don't want to attack you.

"I don't believe you," I said.

"Just come out of the light," he said.

I realized that I was sitting in the sunlight that came from the window, it was the only protection I had, so I scooted back.

He thought for a minute then looked into my eyes, "come out of the light."

I didn't think but I came out of the light, why the heck did you do that I asked myself.

He looked into my eyes again and this time said, "now come with me."

I was about to do what he said then fought whatever was making me do those things, "the hell I will I yelled and went to runback to the window when he caught me and threw me over his shoulder.

He went so fast wherever he was going that I didn't see a thing except a couple trees. We were in a dark house before I knew it.

When he put me down I attacked him and he had trouble holding me in front of him out of reach. I was streaming a line of not very nice words when he called a boys name, "Drake!"

I was still screaming when a tall boy with blonde hair and blue eyes walked in.

Drake looked at me then at the boy whom I was attacking.

"I see you got her Lucious."

Lucious I repeated in my mind, isn't there a video game about a boy named Lucious who's the devil's son, fits either way.

"Will you calm her," Lucious yells.

The boy named Drake put his hand to my head and I started to get tired, before I knew it I was fast asleep.

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