Chapter 31
Feeling more relaxed after that; I can’t help but wish my thoughts came true. Each day that passes, being here with all of them makes me fall for them more. Maybe it’s time I stop being so afraid to let them in.
It wouldn’t be the first time that they shared a girl. I’ve heard about it a few times now. My birthday is coming up, so maybe I can figure out something by then. Walking out of the bathroom and into my room, I see letters sitting on my pillow.
What the fuck is it now?
I’m not sure who is playing these sick games with us. There have been many calls, texts, pictures, and so much more that we keep finding. Cade was so furious with the last text, he called Kevin home. I still haven’t met him.
Holy shit! This is mom’s handwriting.
Picking up the worn piece of papers, I read the words.
July 6th
Dear Diary,
He is up to something and I know it. When his father showed up with him last night for dinner, I wanted to run far away. I hate how he looks at me.
I’ve noticed him watching me in class, at the diner, and pretty much everywhere I go. I know he is the devil. I can feel it in my gut. Those soulless silver eyes of his look nowhere else but at me.
When I went to momma, she said she would take care of it. She called daddy letting him know they needed to talk. I hope she can talk some sense into him.
July 20th
Dear Diary,
Today is a sad day for my family. When I found out my momma never made it home that night, I know he had something to do with it. I can’t prove it yet, but mark my words, I will.
I felt his eyes on me throughout the whole service. Every time I turned my head to look over at him, he was staring right at me. Anytime we locked eyes, he would give me a smile that made my bones chill.
August 21st
Dear Diary,
When I was leaving work last night, I saw him parked outside. He asked if I needed a ride home, and when I told him no, that I had my bike; I swear I heard his teeth crack. The whole ride home, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Although, every time I checked around me, I was still alone.
August 28th
Dear Diary,
How could I be so stupid? I knew better.
September 1st
Dear Diary,
I quit my job and refused to leave my room. I told my dad what had happened that night and he slapped me in the face. He said I shouldn’t lie about my future husband. When I asked him what he meant, he told me he agreed to me marrying that bastard by the end of the year. I can’t believe this is happening.
September 8th
Dear Diary,
The last thing I expected when I walked out of the bathroom last night was to see him laying in my bed. As soon as I bolted for the door, he had snatched me by my hair, dragging me back to the bed. I kicked and screamed, causing him to slap his hand over my mouth.
He told me to shut the fuck up, that no one was coming to save me from my husband. When I laughed at him, he punched me, knocking me out. When I woke up, I was naked and covered in his marks. The only way to end this is to just kill myself.
September 13th
Dear Diary,
Today’s the day. I end it all.
I can’t stop the tears from falling from my eyes. She always seemed so happy with my dad. What changed her mind?
I have so many questions, but where did these come from?
My phone beeps, alerting me to an incoming text. I reach down, picking it up, and opening the text.
?: The answers will come soon.
Me: Who is this? How did you get these?
?: I found them.
Me: Found them? Where?
Pain and pressure squeeze my chest.
Is it hot in here? Is the room shrinking?
?: Relax Lux. I’m not one of the men from that night.
Me: Then who are you?
My phone chimes.
Me: *Contact Updated*
Khalil: Your brother.
I feel like the entire world stops. All the air has been sucked out and I can’t breathe. I sway on my feet, pain rips through my chest,and then I feel myself fall.
I’m surrounded by darkness, still falling, with nowhere to land. There is no movement aside from my own. Not even the sound of falling can be heard. I feel nothing but empty.
Am I dead?