A few minutes later the doorbell rang again. I opened it to find my dad, finally. I grabbed my bag and got in the car without a word. I wasn't really mad at him anymore, I just didn't want to talk at the moment.
"You okay?" He asked nervously, "You're pale and look worried."
"Yea, I'm fine." I answered quietly.
"Okay..." He said not really believing me.
We got there and I went straight to my room and got straight to drawing. I liked to draw my feelings. It's like my diary. I don't like talking about how I feel, so I draw it. It gets everything I want to say but can't out of my head.
I just started drawing when I realized something. It's too quiet. I grabbed my phone and plugged it into my IHome and put it on shuffle. Classic by MKTO came on and I started singing along lightly.
"I wanna thrill you like Micheal, I wanna kiss you like prince."
My dad came in as soon as I finished my drawing.
"Hey, can we talk?" He asked.
I paused my music. "Yea, sure."
"Look, I'm sorry for last week. I overreacted. I'm just not used to having a daughter and I always imagined raising her from birth, not 14."
"It's ok. I'm sorry for leaving. I shouldn't have done that."
"It's ok. So we're good then?"
"Yea, we're good" I smiled.
"Good. Oh, and what would you like for dinner?"
"Could we order a pizza?"
"Yea, what toppings?"
"Just cheese please."
"Sure thing."
About 45 minutes later the pizza arrived. I grabbed two slices and brought them to my room. I was watching Pretty Little Liars, my favorite show, and I finished my pizza. I decided to go for a walk.
"Hey Dad," I started, "Can I go for a walk?"
"Yea sure, be home at 9."
It was 8 so I had plenty of time.I started walking and I turned down a street and it looked just like the one from my dream.
A guy started calling after me. "Hey! Hey you! Girl in the dress!" I started walking faster until I heard the footsteps coming closer. I started running and I turned into the exact ally from my dream. He started coming closer and I started screaming, praying that someone would hear me. But that didn't help. I was hoping that the guy from my dream would save me, but that didn't happen.
I felt a sharp pain in my stomach then laughter, then footsteps leaving me. I was dying. I was stabbed. But what can I say?
Things Happen.