As I was about to hit the ground my eyes flew open. I was dreaming I realized, as I saw the ceiling of my room.
Oh, no... no. Then I realized. I could not breathe. My lungs were seized, I couldn't inhale. I threw my jacket away from me. I was already sitting holding my throat, my lungs were out of air, but It felt like something was stuck in my throat. 
Oh God. I'm dead I'm dead. My mind shouted.
Suddenly, I inhaled and with the cough and I was hyperventilating. I hold myself and calmed my breathing, still unsure what just happened. I drank some water and relaxed myself.

"It was a nightmare, just a nightmare." I murmured myself. 

I checked my window and it was closed. I double checked it and looked around the room. I lied down again but, I could not sleep. Of course, how could I? I was so scared. I went to the washroom and washed my face. I knew whatever I would do, it will not help me sleep anytime soon. But I lied down anyway on my bed. And as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out of my senses. I woke up with a bright light on my face. I wanted to sleep a little more, because my head was dizzy. I was still feeling sleepy. I ignored it and got up, went to the window to see the weather. It was sunny.

"Ugh... I hate the sun." I said to myself. I stared at the jungle for two minutes and it sent chills in my spine and gave me goose bumps all over my body, even on my face. I shook my head and went to the washroom; I washed my face and brushed my teeth. As it was sunny so, I planned it to wear a V-neck T-shirt with jeans. When I got ready, I went downstairs. My mum was already in the kitchen.

"Morning mom." I smiled at her.

"Morning, morning." She said showing her teeth. She seemed cheery, so I didn't bother ruining it with what happened last night.

"So, what do you want for breakfast?" She continued with the same tone.

"Nothing. I'm not hungry." I said as I sat on the chair near her.

"Why?" She asked me a bit worried now. 

"I don't know." I replied back almost whispering. I was still pretty shaken from last night. The thought of nightmare brought chills to my body. I shook the thoughts and assured her.

"But I will eat something at school."

"Okay." She didn't pry that much.

"Goodbye Mum." I said as I walked to the door. 

Thank God she didn't bring the Chris' topic again. I was in no mood to argue her about it again. When she was not even ready to tell me the truth. But I was ready to launch my own investigation against it. I was ready to go all the way to the truth. I park my car in the half field parking area. I decided to sit in the car while parking area got a little crowded.

My whole day was blurry. I was planning all day how to proceed. My first two periods I didn't pay any attention to the teacher. Neither did they. My mind was pretty occupied with different strategies as to how I would go on about it. Two periods have passed now, and I was still nowhere near anything. At the end I was still blank and still confused, scared and nervous. And here came the English period. My breath got stuck in my throat. I entered the class and was mentally ready to face him, to talk to him a little. Or so I thought.

His seat was empty, and I let out a breath, realizing I was holding my breath. He didn't come. I was happy for a second but got sad the after. My mind was messing with me. Isabella reminded me in the class that it's her birthday and I regretted the time I accepted her invitation. But I wished her anyway and agreed on following her back to her house at the day end.

Finally, the last bell rang, and I went to the parking lot, sitting in my car I rested my head on the headrest.

Why I'm thinking about him so much? Why I care about him? Why... What is he to me? Why I am feeling so badly about it. I thought tearing my eyes.

"I'm sick. I'm sick. I'm sick." I almost screamed bashing my hand to the wheel then rested my head again on the headrest. A tear dropped from the corner of my eyes. "Why is this happening to me?" I mumbled to myself and I begin to sob. I shook my head in amazement that it hasn't been 7 days since I came here and I was already crying over some guy who I knew nothing about, except for that, he might be a murderer. I was ashamed of myself. I shook my head again and started the car. I entered the house knowing my mum was not home yet. I went to the kitchen and drank water and I hurried to my room. I throw my bag on the couch and lied down on the bed. I took out my phone and searched.

"Two high school girls murder" and hit the search. Lot of results came but nothing held my attention, so I rephrased my search title. "Two high school girls murder, Chris Jameson." And I pressed the search. My heart sank when his pictured appeared on the first searched article. I opened it and started to read everything carefully, it was all as Becca told me. Nothing new was there. Insufficient evidence, payed the principle. I was disappointed when abruptly, my phone buzzed scaring the shit out of me. It was Isabella.

Damn I forgot; I was supposed to meet her.I thought as answered the phone.

"Hi. I am sorry I totally forgot. Sorry. Send me your pin and I will come." I spoke without giving her the chance to speak. "It's okay I am out already. I will pick you up in an hour or so. Send me the pin." She said.

"You sure?" I asked her again.

"Yeah. Yeah." She said and cut the call. She seemed occupied. I sent her the pin and went back to my search engine. Giving it sometime. I realized it was not useful. I had all the info already. Although, I saved his pictures to my phone, on which I laughed, after a while.

Doorbell rang and I knew it was Isabella, so I headed downstairs. I opened the door and it was indeed her. I hugged her and wished her again and got into her car. We were five minutes out and I realized I didn't inform my mum, so I messaged her and promised her that I won't be late. Isabella was on the phone arguing someone about some money so, there were no talks between us. The way was almost 20 minutes but those 20 minutes with the slowest minutes of my life. My mind was so heavy I was feeling my eyes getting wet. I picked up my phone and called my dad, Tom. It's been a while I didn't talk to him. Two bells rang and he picked up the call.

"Lee... Damn girl... Where have you been? Do you have any idea how much worried I was? I missed you a lot. You didn't answer any of my mails and didn't even bother to call me?" He said it all in one breath without confirming whether it was me on the other end or not.

"Dad. Stop. I'm sorry. I forgot. How do you know it was me? I didn't give you my number before." I asked him.

"First... Don't dare call me that again..."

"Okay..." I said chuckling a little.

"And second." He continued. "I could only get your call from UK. Your mom's not going to call me." And I laughed a little. "Forget all the things." He continued with the chirpiest tone. "Tell me? How is it there? Are you loving it there? Are you regretting it? You know you can come back anytime you want?" He said to me.

"It's awesome Tom. I just miss you. Mum is being really cooperative. You know she got me a new car." I chuckled.

"What?" He said in disbelief.

"I just love it here but definitely I miss you" and my eyes got teary. I turn my face towards the window to avoid Isabella. She was still on the phone.

"I miss you too honey." He answered.

"I will call you later. Got to go." I said before I start crying to avoid an awkward scene in front of Isabella.

"Okay. I love you girlie."

"I love you too. Tom." Call came to an end and so our ride. The house was peaceful from outside. "Nobody's home?" I asked her.

"Everybody's inside." She said smiling and we rushed to her house. Her house was filled with people. As we entered the room everyone hooted for Isabella and I got a little uncomfortable.
"Yeah. Yeah carry on." She screamed back and I laughed a little.

She handed me a soft drink and we went to the corner where all of other friends were standing. I went and waved at all of them. Victor said something funny on which they all laughed but I didn't understand it. David was just standing there really focused on something in his mind. I turned to Isabella trying to indulge myself in the conversation and suddenly someone pushed David and his drink poured on my dress. He then noticed my presence.

"I'm sorry Lisa. I'm really sorry." He said in his thick raspy voice which gave me chills. That was the first time I heard David talking.

"It's okay. David. It's cool." I said and looked at Isabella. She pointed me upstairs, left. I went upstairs to the left and there was only one door which I opened, and it was her room. I entered and went to the bathroom. I cleaned my dress with water and splashed a little water on my face. I looked myself in the mirror and set my hair a bit. I went back in her room. I liked the peace and quiet, so I sat on the bed when I heard some guys talking through the window. I went to the window and there were three boys. One was blond haired guy. I couldn't see his face clearly, but he was fairly large. The other one was balled and had the almost same physique as the other one. When my eyes moved to the third one. My jaw opened a bit and my heart dropped in my cavity.

Is that Chris? I thought to myself.

I was too shocked to move. My whole body was glued.

What is he doing at Isabella's house? My mind continued talking.

The blond guy spoke disturbing my thoughts. "You really want her to get killed? She's a pretty girl. Why do you want her to die Chris? Just do as we say." Those words got under my skin and I could feel my bones shivering. "You guys will keep your hands off of her." Chris spoke in a firm voice.

"Why?" The blond guy replied.

"Because this time. I will kill one of you or both if it comes to that." Chris answered in angry yet clam tone. "Oh really?" The balled one said and then opened his hands in the air and unexpectedly, a blue colored ball of air, electricity and fire appeared between his hands. I could hear the sound of power it was emitting. I was sure as hell I was dreaming because this could not be real. My body and my mind both were numb unable to know how to react to what I was seeing. My everything was still even my heart.

"Lisa?" Suddenly Isabella entered the room and almost screamed. Scaring the crap out of already 'scared to death' me and I accidentally knocked my elbow on the window.

Three heads turned up.

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