Stalked

Chapter 1: Betrayal

I remembered when they barged into my house and dragged my parents when they found out they were murderers. It seemed like just yesterday it happened.

They were taking to court, found guilty and sentenced to death I remember my mother scream. "We only did it to protect her, we know he's there and he knows we're here, he's out there somewhere, she's not safe here!, You have got to believe us!"

I remember seeing my parents on the floor with their hands tied behind their back as they shot the first bullet, I turned my head as a tear rolled down my cheek and I held my teddy bear closer to my chest staining it with my tears of pain, I didn't know these liars! - I wish I didn't, but I did, then went the second bullet. That was the last breath of my parents.

Why did they lie to me? Whose out to get me? what did they mean am I not save here? A million thoughts exploded in my head. I never really got to know them they died when I was 4 and now I was 15.

A hot tear slowly slipped down from my eye, it felt like acid was burning my skin. I sighed deeply as I wiped the tear and tried to get back to my senses - to reality, I looked down at the necklace I was wearing on my neck I remembered my mum giving it to me on my fourth birthday, holding my hand and telling me to keep it safe.

"Never take it off." she had said. "It's very special."

"I promise." I told her
It was on that same and very day they were killed and now whenever I ever remembered or celebrated my birthday or even looked at the necklace I'd always remember that bitter day- their death.

The necklace was in the form of a white heart with little dark magenta purple gems outlining the heart that glowed as a dim ray of sunshine splashed into my room it had a small crown shape at the bottom. I opened it and inside on one side was was a small writing engraved in it "love the life you live" I guess I would never understand that phrase. On the other side was a picture of me and my parents I laughed as I saw myself then I was young I had a little gap in the space of one of my tooth, I looked so cute. I smiled at the good memories of my parents but it was seized as I remembered what they did. I was living a lie.

But that was In the past this is the future, but I could never forget the past if it just kept on haunting me.

I ruffled my tangled light brown hair, I yawned and stretched my hands as I jumped off my bed and put on my bunny flip flops (and no their not childish their rather comfy and warm) Then I stopped my alarm from ringing because I had woken up earlier.

I stopped in my tracks as I stared at the picture of my parents I had turned over, I grabbed it and looked at the shattered glass, just like my heart,
part of me didn't believe what they said and another did. But most if me didn't.

I heard my guardian (Mrs Randy Jones) call me from downstairs.

" Tori! Come down for breakfast." she called.

"Coming." I said tiredly.

I walked with slumped shoulders and a pale look on my face. My face enlightened and came to life once I saw what I was in for.

I was greeted by the soothing smell of chocolate buttermilk pancakes. I sat down and dug in the heavenly gooey goodness taking in small sips of my hot chocolate mixed with marshmallows (mrs randy is the best cook I know). I thanked her between bites. I let out a small smile of satisfaction as I finished.

I rushed upstairs and got ready for school putting on my Tiffany blue tank top which match my light indigo blue eyes I put on some black jeans, brown boots, and black short jacket and completed my outfit with a white scarf with black leopard prints. I was sure I looked hideous but was going to leave that to my best friend to decide (who,unlike me was good at things like this).After battling with my messy tangled hair and waisting precious time debating on what to do with it I decided to let it down and walked down to meet up with my best friend Lizzie. I didn't walk anywhere alone.

We got to school just as the bell rang, and I spotted Brandy Nicolas hanging around his locker with a group of boys and two girls. Anger boiled inside of me - that jerk! But then it gradually faded. He talked to me once and we became friends until something happened and then out of the blue he started ignoring me and he made it so obvious, always turning and going the opposite direction whenever he saw me coming. I stared at him, his shaggy brown hair covered the top of his face like a sea of waves then his light brown eyes came to meet mine. I blinked furiously and turned away. I couldn't stay mad at him forever, but I was determined to try, at least.