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C. 4

I couldn't wait to get off and get home from work, after 'Nick' made me have that very uncomfortable conversation with him it's all I have been able to think about; getting home and telling Emmett. I had long showered and ordered pizza that had arrived and half an hour of calling and texting Emmett has left me alone still. Usually all I have to do is call once and he'll pick up but tonight, for the first time in thirteen years he won't text me back or answer any of my phone calls.

I know I sound needy and child-like but it's true. In the thirteen years I have known Emmett, no matter what has happened between us or how busy he is, if I call or text he will text me back or answer and if he's busy he lets me know but not tonight. Tonight he has left me completely and utterly alone.

I feel my eyes begin to burn as the water pools in them, I don't want to cry but it hurts. The only person I have ever had is Emmett and it may have only been a day but he disappeared, like everyone else, he's gone without a word. Why would he do that?

I asked myself that question throughout the night as I laid on a tear stained pillow in an empty bed feeling the emptiness that he has protected me from. He, along with everyone in my entire life has abandoned me, and just like everyone else he left without a word or telling me what I did wrong. He left me to pick apart myself until I look in the mirror and see why everyone leaves, because truthfully, who would want someone so bland, so empty, so completely useless and unimportant?

"Now I wouldn't quite say all that little one, you hold far more power and importance than you could ever imagine." A deep voice spoke lazily from somewhere in my dark bedroom.

I froze, thinking to myself that maybe it was a hallucination, praying to whatever God there was that it was purely in my head but my prayers were ignored as the person spoke once again.

"You can pray all you want, he won't hear you. Actually, you are the last person on the planet he would listen to."

I had yet to verbally speak but this voice, this person has responded to what I have thought not once, but twice.
Just as I thought that the bed dipped behind me, the weight of someone climbing into the bed beside me paralyzed every atom within me. My brain hadn't figured out what to do so it just went blank, leaving us to meet our fate in paralyzed fear.

A hand brushed my shoulder before lightly grabbing. The weight of someone leaning closer came just before warm air blew on my ear followed by the voice. "Good, I figured you'd be obedient. Now, we are going to go somewhere and you are going to keep being a good girl, do you understand?"

Within the last three minutes I had been so petrified it blocked my analytical skills. In the time this voice has spoken I wasn't able to tell if this were a man or a woman, my brain simply could not register it. But at this moment, as they whispered that short command I realized it all. I registered the hands of a man, the familiar voice, the use of the word little one, even the way this person smelled.

My jaw trembled like I had been left bare in the cold causing my words to shake just as much within the whisper. "Ni- Niklaus." I managed to get out.

There was a sigh before the hand on my shoulder gripped tightly and threw me to the ground. My body hit with a soft thud, nothing hurt, I couldn't feel anything other than my pounding heart and the pit in my chest giving way to empty space like my heart no longer lived there.

I scrambled away from my bed just as soon as I fell only to back away a few feet before my body forced itself to sit paralyzed on my knees. I wanted to move but my mind hadn't figured out how so I have to sit here in horror as I watch the stranger through the dark. He moved to sit on the edge of my bed before flicking the light switch next to my headboard, illuminating the empty room and allowing me to see the man that broke into my home.