Kimberly's Pov

Theresa, Mariah and I decided to go to the mall today as Mariah was going to be going to this family thing and was required to wear something fancy. Theresa was there just for the sake of it and she wanted to buy food.

It was fun shopping with Mariah as she was really funny and had a weird obsession with potatoes, avocados and turtles so she bought this shirt where this turtle was standing on its two legs and in each hand (?) he was holding a potato and an avocado. Eventually, we went home when the moon had started coming out.

As I came home I saw Cafa making out so I went over there and slapped them both in the head.
"What have I said about making out?"
"But you weren't here a minute ago!" Carter tried to explain feebly. I chuckled before saying, "I'm kidding but don't do it too much and you two are so cute, you are literally goals."
I went to my room and quickly changed into some pyjamas while brushing my teeth. I sat on my bed, sighing in pleasure as I picked up the book I was reading, "if she stays." It was super cute and about this girl who was in an accident and she had to choose to move on or go back into she body and then she did eventually because of her boyfriend. It was super cute.

About 10 mins had passed before there was slight tapping on the window. At first, they were soft and well apart but eventually got harder and more constant. I eventually got annoyed as the person was not leaving, ignoring them wasn't working. I slightly huffed before putting my book down and slowly got out of the warmth of my bed.
"Who the flip is doing that?" I questioned myself angrily out loud. I went to the window and looked outside to see absolutely nobody but the darkness, my old friend.

The lights turned off startling me. I heard the slight click of the door locking behind me and then I heard the one thing a sister would be the most afraid to hear. My baby sister screaming. I tried banging on the door and could feel the bruises on my hands forming.
"Rafa!"
"Are you okay?"
"Rafa!"
"Answer me please!"
"Rafa, are you there!"
I started sobbing before I turned around to try and find a weapon that I could break down my door with but then that's when I realised, a camera. Hidden behind some of my books but the reflecting of the moons shine on its smooth surface had given its location away. Of course, it was the stupid revenge prank, I hope but I couldn't help but have the nagging feeling at the bottom of my stomach. When I turned around fully and saw the thing in my window, I knew why.

In my window was a man-like creature. As I studied it, I noticed it was a clown, with a very creepy smile and was that blood on its clothes?! I screamed. Fake or not, clowns were the worst. After I screamed it looked me up and down like a predator would do to its prey before twirling the butcher knife in its hand a few times. It was definitely blood that stained its clothes as the scarlet stains became clearer as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. The clown took one step forward while I took one back right into the door. It looked at me and laughed, whoever it was was a monster. The sound was evil and was exactly what pain would sound like if it was a person.

It continued to walk toward me, the butcher knife still in his hand as rays of the moonlight glinted off its shiny metal. I suddenly felt cold and my hands immediately went around me. I was trying hard to stifle my crying but it was hard as the one thing that I despised more than Kim Kardashian's huge butt made its way towards me. I couldn't keep them in anymore and my sobs became louder and more obnoxious. I closed my eyes as my knees gave way, causing me to land on the carpeted floor with a thud. One of my hands covered my mouth while the other was around my legs, my back was still pressed up against the door and my eyes were tightly shut while I was in a ball position. I could hear the light footsteps of it coming, each one causing another tear to fall down my closed eyes as the two sounds synchronised. It became harder to breathe as I kept repeating the same words in my head.
It's a prank.
It's a prank.
It's a prank.
But prank or not, clowns were terrible. My hair was now covering half my face up and my chest was becoming tighter. Goosebumps appeared all over my arms and I started to shake violently, both of fear and the cold.

A soft sweet voice interrupted my thoughts, "Kimmy, it's me, Sebastian. You know, Sebby. I'm sorry. It was just a prank. I didn't mean for it to get this far!"
I continued to cry as I suddenly felt arms around me, rocking me gently whispering calm soothings into my ears. The lights turned back on and Cafa, Michiah (Michael and Mariah) and Theresa were around me while the person, most likely Sebby, continued to comfort me. I felt safe in his arms and it had instantly warmed me up. I definitely knew I had a crush on him, he was just too sweet in his own very demented way.
"It's only me." He said softly.
"It's only you," I repeated after him, letting the words sink in.

As I calmed down, I opened my eyes and from under my eyelids, I saw Rafa. I automatically removed Sebby's arms from around me and hugged her so hard causing us both to fall. Her sweet laughter rang in my ears and I sighed in relief. I don't know what I would have done if something happened to her again. "I'm glad your okay, Rafa. Don't scare me like that ever again, okay! Promise! Pinky promise!" I whispered into her soft hair. She chuckled before replying, "Pinky Promise," And attached her pinky with mine. I slowly laughed before getting off her. I turned around and saw that Sebby was still in the costume which made automatically turn around for him and looked at the rest with an emotionless face. "Go home and by the way, I knew it was a prank as I saw the poorly hidden camera behind my books, but prank or not, clowns are terrible so I suggest you all leave in 5 seconds before this time, there wouldn't be fake blood covering the clown costume."
They all stood up and screamed goodbye as they rushed out the door. As the door closed downstairs, Rafa and I locked it and we slept together. There is no love like sisterly love.

As I yawned and fell asleep in my sister's arms, I managed to murmur one thing, "I'm going to get him back," while my sister just agreed silently with a slight nod of the head. I fell into a dreamless sleep which reflected how I was inside. Empty.

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