Counting Stars

Chapter 6

It’s been a month since my father passed. My friends have been helping me with the situation and Amanda has been a big help…but Scott on the other hand still hates me and has been spreading rumors about me…which have ‘caused people to avoid me even more.

Today I was on my phone reading a book on watt pad when i got a message. Which hasn’t been the first since I’ve been updating and talking to the friends I’ve made. I went onto my computer to read it and when I saw it…I froze.

‘My friend told me about your father. I’m so sorry for your lose. If you need to talk to someone I’m here :)’ I read it over an over. Who contacted this person? I’ve been keeping it a secret from my followers how did this person find out.

‘How did you find that out?’ I replied.

‘My friend told me about it. She goes to your school.”

‘Oh…well thanks. I have to go.’ I then shut my computer off, put my hoodie on, grabbed my phone and ran down the stairs and out of the house. I ran to Amanda’s house, which was six blocks away from mine, and knocked on the door rapidly. The door opened and I stopped when I saw who opened it.

Scott.

“Why are you here freak!” He said sternly and I was about to yell at him when Amanda came to the door.

“Scott I thought I tad you to stop calling him that! Hey Adam what do you need?”

“Can I talk to you,” I looked at Scott,”alone.” Amanda shoved him out the door, dragged me inside and closed the door in Scotts face. He started yelling and we heard his car drive off after a few minutes.

“So what you need?” She asked as the noise of his engine faded.

“Did you tell someone about my…dad?”

“Well…my friend that lives in Tennessee.”

“Does she have a wattpad?” Amanda nodded and I dragged her to her computer, I turned it on and went on watt pad and logged on. I went to my inbox and showed her the messages.

“Yep…that’s her. She told me that she got one and has been reading your books. She’s actually a big fan.” I then leaned back in the chair and put my hands to my face and groan.

“What?” I uncovered my face and looked at her.

“I didn’t want anyone to know except you and my friends.”

“Whoops?” I she said and I sighed.

“Why don’t you talk to her later?” I sighed.

“Sure…So…do you think Scott’s mad?” I asked.

“No I think him yelling swears and cussing your name is him being happy.” We both laughed slightly. We spent the next two hours watching Black butler, which I got her hooked on, and watching videos. I had to go so I told her goodbye and left. I started walking home and it had gotten dark. my mother should be home from work.

I took my phone out and checked the time.

8:43P.M.

I sighed. My mom doesn’t get home til midnight. My mom went back to work a week after my dad died. One thing I didn’t know about her was that she used to be a brain surgeon before she had to quit to take care of me. She got a job at the hospital five miles away and I have been left alone a lot.

I heard footsteps behind me and when I looked back there was a guy in a hoodie with the hood pulled up and he was looking at the sidewalk. I felt a chill run down my spine and I started walking faster. I looked back and he was looking up at me but I couldn’t see his face. He was walking faster as well. I then began to run and I looked back and he was running after me. He was fast and was getting closer.

I looked forward and I saw the porch light to my house. I was going to be ok.

I was wrong.

I was then grabbed by the waist and a hand covered my mouth. I screamed but it was muffled then I felt a pain in my side and everything started to go dark.

“Sweet dreams freak.” I heard him say. I recognized that voice. It was Scotts. Ifell to the ground and I saw him walk away.

Then everything went dark.