"Get back here! You slut!" She yelled at me, her mouth turned into a hideous scowl.

She approached me with a menacing grin, her hands placed on her hips. Pel sashayed with ease to me, her hair swishing side to side in bouncy curls.

Opposing her, I bolted the other way to my house. I could hear her screams of fury from a mile away, and it was getting closer. I wished in my head that she wouldn't be able to chase me with her high heels but unfortunately, the world was against me as it was a Private School and everyone was required to wear black shoes. One other thing that was against me was that we don't need to wear uniforms so anyone who sees her, they won't be able to report to the school unless they ask her.

"You're going to regret this!" Her voice seeped closer and closer.

I pushed my legs to run faster, but every step was a step closer to my limit and I was nearing my downfall. As all hope of escaping faded, a flicker of new profound hope appeared when my house came into view.

Grabbing my keys from my pocket, I willed all of my remaining energy to last for just a few more seconds. The door grew bigger. I pushed the key into the keyhole with urgency, a click sounded and I turned the handle.

Light engulfed the room when I opened the door and rushed in. Just as how quickly light appeared, it disappeared in a matter of seconds when I shut the door closed and locked it. Just in time before she pounded on it.

I squatted beside the sofa, hands covering my ears as I hid in total fear.

" Open the door! Bitch! You think you can talk and flirt to my boyfriend just like that? I'll make sure you can never open that piece of shit your mouth is after I'm done with you!" She barked.

I wasn't flirting with him... He talked to me first... It's not my fault!

" Open this fucking door! You whore! Open this mother fucking door right now!"

Stop!

Tears that I didn't even know were there came pouring out, staining my cheeks, along with my sense of security and confidence.

Stop it! Stop!

I don't want this anymore!

Just stop it!

Stop It!

" Stop it..." I hiccuped, " Just stop everything..."

As my crying died down, I realised that I couldn't hear her poundings nor yellings. The sun was now setting and saying goodbye for the day. Relief exploded in my body, flurries of happiness clouded my mind now that she was gone.

Until it dawned on me...

Mother.

She's coming.

She's going to do her usual routine on me. How did I forget about mother? I would rather be left alone with her than be stuck with mother for another second.

Why was I so stupid as to let that petty fear of her overrule the outstanding fear of mother?

I glanced at my watch, reading 6.58pm. She would be here soon. I have to do something. Anything . I don't want to undergo those same things. 

But I can't hide in my own house... Fear was creeping up on me, fast. A tight grip was secured around my chest, limiting my breath. I run to the attic. She barely goes there. Maybe she will just forget about me for tonight.

Crouching behind a box, I heard the familiar creaking of the front door. The slamming of the door, followed by some footsteps.

"Dear! Where are you? I'm home! Mommy's here." Her smooth voice echoes around the house, seeming so sweet and gentle.

She keeps walking, " Dear! I brought dinner! Come down now!"

I heard her drop some things on a table, presumably the take out.

" Come down. Don't make me come up there myself!"

Her footsteps were louder.

Thump. Thump.

"Dear! Come out now!" The sound of a door opening, " You're not here... Where are you? Stop hiding!"

Damn it. Why couldn't she just forget me? Why is she so sure that I'm in the house?

Her footsteps came closer.

I slowly tip-toed to the back of the attic, feeling much safer there.

She opened the door. She's here. And she can kill me.

"Dear... come out now... I brought your favourite food." Mother said in a low, soothing voice. " I'm sorry about yesterday. I was just really stressed out about work. Won't you come out now?"

No. I'm not coming out.

I turned my head to the other side so that I would not be seen. I struggled to keep my breathing in tact. It was harder to keep track of her footsteps now.

I closed my eyes, fearing for the worst. But nothing came. Absolute nothingness. No noise. No nothing. Just silence.

I felt relieved.

Suzuya let her guard down, not noticing the approaching figure. The person who crept up behind her, with a knife.

Im safe... for now. At least until tomorrow. 

" Found you."

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Haha, did u get chills? Sorryy. And plus, I forgot to publish a story until just now because I forgot people were actually reading my book XD

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