New faces

I had climbed up the ladder connected to the latched door. Suspense rushed through me as I slowly opened the trap door into.. my room! The amount of effort and time dad had obviously spent making this room special and personalized just for me. It was perfect. He'd even taken it upon himself to furnish the place with all my faviourite things!

A king sized bed stood at the corner of the room covered in varieties of soft blankets and pillows. Across from it was the loveliest white egg chair and to it's side towered a mirror. To my surprise he'd even given me a makeup desk over flowing with makeup. I even had an onsweet and a walk in wardrobe! How was that even possible in a treehouse??

It was amazing, I needed to find a way to thank dad for it. I wish we would never move. But deep down I knew this would never be true, of course we'd end up moving at some point. It was only a matter of weeks before we'd be packing up again.

After unpacking my stuff I decided to pull out my laptop and watch YouTube.

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My stomach gurgled, bringing me back to reality. I don't know how long I'd been lying in bed for but the clock read 9:27pm. Dad would probably be asleep by now so there's no point in getting him food, it'd probably take the loudest horn to wake him up. Even then there's no guarentee he'd wake up.

I decided to get changed into my skinny denim jeans and a baggy white crop top. I pulled my wavy blonde hair into a messy bun and after a long internal battle with myself I went with a natural makeup look which made my blue eyes stand out. I figured this late at night no one will be around to impress and I'm only going out to eat anyway. I finished by pulling my trainers on and picking up my purse and phone. This way I can contact dad if he wakes up and wonders where I am. Unlikely.

I walked out through the front gate and began my long walk into town. It was times like these were I wished I had my drivers license.. but then again I didn't really mind. I loved the outdoors so much, it was a tranquil place I could always go to find peace, sort out my troubles.

As I got into town I started my hunt for the nearest fast food place. Walking down the dimly lit street, I noticed the houses here were very similar to each other, oak wood with gardens out front and decorated with flowers of all sorts. Some houses were still lit up by living room lights and tv screens as others were dark and occupied by people who were soundly asleep.

It took a while but I eventually found a small diner, it read 'Danny's diner' and looked very retro with a definite 60s vibe to it. I could tell that this was probably a hotspot for the village.

I walked inside and sat myself down at the booth in the furthest corner, I definatly wasn't an introvert, if anything I was the polar opposite. But since I'm constantly moving around I've found it best to keep my distance away from people, that way I don't get attached and don't have to feel the pain of goodbyes.

"yo you ready to order?" I literally jumped out of my skin, what's with everyone jumping up on me these days? Or maybe it's becuase I'm always lost in thought.

"umm" I began to say as I turned to face the mysterious voice, "I don't know, there's just so much to ord.." my words were caught in the back of my throat. This guy had to be the hottest person in the world, no scratch that. He was a fucking GOD. He was wearing baggy black denim trousers and a loose white shirt which wasn't doing a great job at hiding his toned body. His messy dark brown hair and perfect jawline was enough to make a girl wet at a single glance and his brown eyes looked as if they could keep you in a trance. Where did this guy come from? Did someone tare him straight from a magazine??

I need to snap out of it. "Remember the rule Brooke, remember the rule Brooke, remember the rule Brooke" I kept chanting in my head. It didn't help that he radiated a popular playboy vibe. This wasn't good, I was a sucker for bad boys..

My last boyfriend Liam was exactly like that, but after a year of dating he had hopelessly broken my heart, shattering it into a thousand pieces. I had vowed to myself that from that day forward I would never date anyone, I would never let my guard down again, I would never let myself get hurt in the same way again. Never.

Tearing me from my thoughts again he said in his deep boyish voice "I suggest the sloppy burger and fries, it's absolutely a must have"

It took me a second to process what he'd said, "I'll take you're word for it, oh and a banana milkshake" although he was a totally new level of hot I needed to remind myself that someone like him isn't good news. Being around him would only cause trouble and besides, there was something more important on my mind. Food. I was starving and my stomach was practically eating itself.

Once he wrote my order down he looked me up and down "hey, you're new here right? I've never seen you around"

He was talking to me? "yeah, I moved here today from Australia. I'm Brooke" I finished with a smile.

"Well I'm Hunter, nice to meet you Brooke" with that he turned around to leave.

10 minutes later the food was placed down in front of me and I dug straight in. It was only a matter of minutes before I finished my meal, he was right, it was amazing. I'll have to come here more often and bring dad along with me, although he's not a massive fan of greasy foods I have a hunch he'll love it.

After paying the bill I checked the time, it was already midnight. I better head home before it gets too late.

Stepping outside I realised it had started raining and there was not a single house light on, the only source of light was coming from the dim street lights which gave the town an earie abandoned look. I could wait out the rain in the diner? But that would take to long and heaven knows when this rain would stop. I couldn't risk dad worrying about me, he's already under immense stress as it is.

Great, this was going to be an amazing walk home.

As I started my trek back home I suddenly got goosebumps up my spine, then I heard a loud BANG from a nearby alleyway which sent me sprinting down the street. Maybe it was just a stray cat knocking over a glass bottle? Maybe it was the wind pushing over a bin? Maybe it's not dangerous? ****. I was on the verge of tears.

I just want to go home. I just want to go home. I just want to go home.

When I finally calmed down enough to start walking again, I concentrated on listening to the rain landing in puddles, splashing against the trees and road, my trainers disrupting the settles puddles. It weirdly calmed me. I was nearly out of town, just another 18 minutes till I get back to the warmths of my bed.

The rain was getting heavier, instead of the nice pita patter, it turned into pounding. I started to hear footsteps following me. Was it the rain playing tricks? No. There was actuallt a black figure following me! I started to panic again, why are they following me? Do they want something? Am i safe? Am I going to die? What if they're stalking me? All these questions were spiraling through my head as I ran down the street. When did I start running? It doesn't matter, just head towards the dirt road which leads to the house.

It was normally a 14 minute walk from here but it felt longer with every heavy breathe and aching muscle. I couldn't stop, not with the footsteps behind me echoing closer. I wasn't concentrating on my surroundings and I must've tripped on a rock or something because somehow I had ended up on the floor. When I tried to get up my ankle felt numb and I just came falling back down.

How pathetic I am. Lying here in the mud, with the rain making it harder to see with every passing second and a mysterious figure coming closer and closer. Suddenly it stopped right in front of my face and knelt down. I started to hyperventilat and tense my body for whatever might happen, till all of a sudden it went pitch black.

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