The Missing ~Jailey~

The Presence

My heart started beating so fast I swear I thought it was gonna jump out of my chest. The figure was just standing there as I was freaking out trying to unlock my door, I froze as I heard the flick of a lighter and I smelt the smoke from a cigarette. I turn my head to see a cigarette between the strangers lips, I turn back to the door my hand shaking as I try to get it unlocked I hear what sounded like a cigarette being stomped on by a shoe. The stranger takes a few steps closer and stops, seeing how much closer they are I accidentally drop my key and it disappears into the darkness of my room, I drop to my knees feeling around the floor for my key when my hand touches a shoe I freeze and look up, the stranger takes my warm arm in his cold hand and pulls me up to my feet. I back into the corner near the door as the stranger moves closer, I go to scream but I feel a hand cover my mouth, the stranger leans down to my ear and whispers "don't scream, don't move, and you won't get hurt." The stranger uncovers my mouth, he or she goes to my wall and flips the light switch. My whole room lights up and I take a good look at what they're wearing it was a white T-shirt, a black hoodie, a jean jacket that was over the hoodie, ripped blue jeans, and some white vans. My eyes travel to their face. My god he was handsome I know I shouldn't be thinking this but he really was, he has blonde hair that was swept to the side and wet from the rain, caramel/brownish eyes that shifted colors in the light, his skin was almost like mine except I'm a little lighter than him. He stared at me and then spoke "Why are you here?" His voice was raspy but deep, "I live here why else would I be here." He grabbed both of my arms and pushed me up against the wall, "don't get smart with me girl you don't know what im capable of." I just looked at him my breathing getting heavy.
Justin's POV
This girl. I've been watching her since the day she moved into my parents house. I want her out of this house. I want her far away from here. For the longest time i've been tracking the people who killed my parents and I have been staying here. Somebody moving in would just mess up all of the hard work I have put into this, I got the last family to move out by making it look like they were robbed and the next day they called their real estate agent and bought another house. I was going to do the same thing to this girl but she had already went through the newspapers she knew what has happened in this house, and it still wonders me why she hasn't fled the house. Her being drop dead gorgeous is another reason I can't have her around she would be to much of a distraction and I haven't been with a girl in years it only make my work harder. Plus she has already seen my face what if she tells the cops I can't have that happening. I have her arms in my hands up against the wall, she's shaking in fear I don't want her to feel like this but I need her to leave. I'm not one of your "heartless/emotionless killers" I care for people just not the ones who murdered my family. The day it all happened was a turning point for me.
*Flashback*
I was walking home from school when a black van was speeding down the road, I hurried home because I felt something was wrong. I got home and went inside, I saw my mother laying on the floor bloody, pale, emotionless, and not breathing. I started crying and screaming for my dad I looked through the whole house and I found him in the garage looking the same as my mother. I ran as far as I can through the woods, I probably stayed there for a few hours because when I got back to my house there were cops surrounding my house I figured I should stay in the woods till they were gone.
*Flashback over*
I let go of the girls arms seeing a red hand print on her arm from where I was holding it, "What's your name?" I asked her "Hailey" she said in a shaky voice that was a little above a whisper, her eyes traveled down to the pockets of my jeans seeing the gun I had brought fear to her. "I want you out of this house" I said accidentally yelling, "Why?" She said as she let tears fall down her face "it's my parents house, you don't belong here" "who even are you?" I got close to her ear, took her face into my cold hand, looked straight into her eyes and said "Justin Drew Bieber."