The killer within ( A Chelsea Edition)

Chapter 3

After Zachy and Lulu went home I decided that it was time for me to also go home.
Home....
Home to whom?
I laughed. That Shit just rhymed. 
I walked the cold streets, arms wrapped around myself. My schoolbag on my back and all that.

Every where was quiet and normally I wouldn't mind the quietness but right now I feel paranoid. Like someone's watching me.
I 7 around again using my eyes to scan the deserted road looking for God knows what.
Suddenly the lid of a dustbin falls down making me jump in fright, cold air tickles my ears and arms and a chill goes down my spine.
I looked around again then continued walking.
I turned around and saw a dark shadow as it hide around a corner.
I began to walk faster with my heart beating like crazy.
I looked back slowly.
The figure was the following me.
Oh my God!
I began to run.
I don't want to die lord. Please save me.
The person was right on my trail.
I will my legs to go faster and faster. Tears pricked my eyes but I shook my head.
This wasn't the time to start crying.
I almost knelt down to pray and thank God when I'm I saw my house.
Without wasting time I run and quickly climb the steps and entered the house shutting the door behind me behind me.
The figure began banging on my door.
"Oh Lord! Go away! "
Call me dumb. Call me stupid but my nerves was getting the best of me.
The person kept on banging the door and I backed away from the door
Fearing that the person who break the door down.
A strangled sob left my mouth and I began to cry. "Please leave me alone. Please! Go away or I'll call the cops! "
The banging became louder and all of a sudden it just stopped. 

My sobbing ceased and reduced to hiccups and gasping.
I slowly walked to the door about to touch it but a sudden sound made me fall back screaming.

Stuck into the door was a ....
Blade!
Who ever was outside, behind this door intended on killing me or maybe scare me and it was working.
I gulped nervously. Waiting and breathing heavily. 

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I don't know how long i sat there trying to will myself to calm down and frankly i don't care.
I must have fallen asleep or something because when I opened my eyes I saw that the blade had been removed already and someone was knocking on my door.
It was the persistent knocking that woke me up.

Fear gripped me like never before. I was so afraid.
"Fuck! " The person shouted lowly from the other side of the door.
Then knocking began again. "Paige! You in there? "

What was he doing here around this time?
I weakly crawl to the door and used the handle to propel myself up.  Having inhaling and exhaling for a few seconds I opened the door  a little enough to see his face. "Mr Johnson? "
He smiled at me. "Can I come in? "
He looked so handsome.
I love his eyes. Looking into them is like drowning.  "Um....Miss Ellison? "
"What?"
He laughed then shook his head. "I said can I come in? "
I cleared my throat.  "Yes of course come in. "
I opened the door wide enough him to come in. "Thanks."

He walked in and looked around.
"Nice place. "
I close the door and latched the safety chain then turned around sheepishly. "I wouldn't call it nice but it's okay. "
He smiled then sat down.
"So...whAt can i offer you? "
He shook his head. "I don't want anything. "
"Then why are you here? "
I might have sounded rude but right now i didn't give two shit!
"I came to apologize...about this afternoon? "
The Fuck you did....
"Hey..."
I looked at him. "Say something. "
"What do you want me to say? "
He stood up and walked towards me in this calculating manner that keeps scaring the crap out of me. "I want you to say that you forgive me," he rose his hand and pushed a free look of my hair behind my ear. "Because you love me. "

Wait what?

I gasped as he smiled. "You love me don't you? "
This is getting creepy.
"Don't you?!" he shouted all of a sudden making me jump out of impulse.  "Yes. I do. "

He brushed his thumb across my lips watching my reaction.
If your wondering what it was....
Well I shivered. 
The way he was looking at me was intense. It made me uncomfortable. 
Made me question if this was the same man I had spoken to this afternoon.
"You're so beautiful...no wonder he's protecting you..."
"What are you...."
"Shhh. "
He moved his hand to my hair and gripped it making me cry out in pain because of the tiny spasms of pain at the root of my hair.
"Mr Johnson? "
"Yes Paige? " he moaned.
What was happening?

Am I dreaming?

"No. This is reality. "

Did i just...

He trailed his tongue from my neck up to my lips then grabbed my elbow forcefully making me  gasp giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.
And I did the most stupid thing i could ever do.

I freaking moaned like some bitch in a brothel.

I wanted to touch him.  I wanted to feel his hands all over my body.
This was soo intoxicating. I liked it.

He lets  go of my hair and my elbow then grabs my waist pulling me closer to his body. "Mmm. Mr Johnson? " I said breathless. 
He looked at me for a moment then goes to my neck.
Licking and sucking and biting.
"Mr...ah..mr Johnson? ...you need to...you...ah..."
What is he doing?
He grabbed one of my leg and hooks on his hip pressing against me.
I feel something moving against me and i just rested on him weakly.
My legs turned to jellies. "Shit! What are you...oh.."
He groans as he shivers breathing heavily. 
"You talk to much.  " with that he pushes me away and I fall weakly to the floor.  "Mr Johnson? "
"Don't freaking call my name! "
"What? "
He looked me up and down in disgust and fled opening the door with such force that it  literally ripped the chain from the door !
He didn't even apologize for that he just continued walking!

How dare he?
He may be older than me but he doesn't have to treat me like shit, like am some tramp? !
But I am aren't I ?
For letting him use me to get his release. 
I bring my jelly legs to my chest and rest my head on my knee before a sob breaks through my mouth.
Am useless. 
What was I thinking?
That what we did meant anything to him yeah right.

He knew how I felt and used it against me.
Is it so bad to love someone?

Regardless of what you're answer is....

I. Love. Him!

But to him....

Am nothing but some toy he can play with.

I stayed awake crying till it was time for me to get dressed for school.

I know what you're going to say.
You're gonna say what kind of shitty chapter is this but bear with me keep on reading. You'll understand what's wrong with him in due time. 😥😥😥😥😞😞😞

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By him I mean. 
Mr Johnson....
we don't even know his full name!  🙊🙉👎👎

#Chelsea #