John saw the terror that was held in my eyes. "You have too," he said. I shook my head at him and stood up from the chair I was sitting on.

"No, John, I can't," I said. He crossed his arms

"Why not?" He challenged me.

"Because they're not home, they're still at work." I explained. "Look I have to get home, they are going to be there soon."

"Let me follow you home, so I know you get there safely." John said.

"No, you have to stay here with Dorian. I'll be fine, okay? Don't worry about me, I'll call this place when I get home, okay?" I said, John was still very skeptical about letting me leave but he let me go anyway. I walked out the back door he watched me get into the truck and drive away. I got home 15 minutes later and called burger king.

"Hello, John speaking." I heard John say.

"It's Coco, I made it home safely." I said, I heard him sigh very heavily. "I told you I'd be fine."

"Yeah, yeah, thank you for calling. Have a good night," he said.

"Mmhmm, and John?"

"Yeah?"

"Please don't tell anyone, especially Melanie, I don't want people to worry about me, I don't like it. Please?" I begged him. "Tell Dorian too."

"Okay, I won't say anything and I'll make sure Dorian doesn't either, but at least tell your parents, okay?" He sounded defeated.

"I will. Thank you. Good bye."

"Your welcome, bye." He said then hung up. I plugged in my phone and went up to bed after changing into something more comfortable.

The next morning Mom and Dad come wake me up, they look worried.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked them.

"What happened at work last night?" Mom asked. I sighed a heavy sigh.

"Did John call you?" I asked, dad nodded. "Honestly, I don't know. Some guy came up to the truck, pulled me out and trapped me up against the truck, Dorian saved me though." I explained quickly. Mom and dad gave me a hug then we talked about both mine and their work happenings, then they left me alone.

I got out of bed and got dressed into a pair of black, ripped skinny jeans, with a four finger wide tank top of a Paramore shirt, for my shoes I put on my black, fold down boots that has a mix of different colors on the inside. I went downstairs with Lucifer and took him outside, while he was outside I put food and water in his dishes, then went out to him. I couldn't find him at first so I left the deck and went searching for him calling his name then listening for a noise. I had looked for 5 minutes before I found him watching a car that was slowly driving past my house.

I quickly ran up to Lucifer and grabbed his collar. I gave him a hug and let out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Don't do that to me baby," I said in his ear, kissing his forehead. He gave me kisses knowing he scared the hell out of me and then followed me back to the house. Before I went back inside to get my school stuff I looked to the car, it was stopped and the guy that was in it was watching my every move. I'm starting to wonder about yesterday, I mean, what if that person wasn't taking pictures of the house or of my dog or of anything but me? What if they were talking pictures of me? I shook my head and went into the house. Lucifer was eating his food, as expected. He finished so I took one of his treats and put him in bed, giving him the treat. I gave him one more hug and kiss goodbye, then locked the kennel, grabbed my stuff and went to school.

I got to school 10 minutes later, Emily was already waiting at my locker

"Hey," she said.

"Hi, what's up?" I asked, she looked like she was just itching to tell me something.

"Have you seen Enzo yet?" She gushed. My heart started to beat faster. What happened to Enzo, besides the fact that he got punch by Dorian yesterday?

"No, I just got here. Why? What's wrong with him?" I asked confused.

"He looks like he got tortured," Emily said kind of sad now. I quickly stuffed my stuff into my locker, closed it, and basically ran to the cafeteria to where everyone was crowded around Enzo. Emily chased after me, while calling my name but I didn't listen to her, I kept walking. I joined the crowd around Enzo and looked at him. Emily was right he did look like he got tortured. His face had a few bruises that were a yellow, green kind of color. He had a few cuts that looked like they had come from a knife and his left arm was in a cast. He turned his head towards me and looked me dead in the eye.

Enzo had this look in his eyes, one that looked to be very sad, furious, confused and terrified all at the same time. He got up and walked to me, grabbing my hand harshly and pulled me away from the crowd.

"Ouch, Enzo your hurting my wrist," I said but to no avail because he wasn't listening until we got into a dark hallway, with nobody else around. Finally, he let me go and turned to face him. The look in his eyes was just a fiery rage.

"What happened to you?" I asked trying to make light of the situation. His stern look didn't change at all.

"You, that's what happened!" Enzo basically yelled. I flinched away from him. My jaw fell to the floor in disbelief at this accusation.

"Me? How is this my fault? I'm not the one who, what? Broke your arm? Bruised your face and cut it?" I snapped at him.

"You didn't come when I told you, so this is your fault."

"This is not my fault Enzo, so don't you dare blame me for whatever mistake you made, understand?" I challenged him.

"I will not make a mistake next time, Coco," Enzo said and left me alone in this darkened hallway. I'm even more confused now because I didn't even ask him the questions I had for him.

The day went by pretty quickly, Emily kept trying to get me to tell her what happened between Enzo and I but I told her not to worry about it and then she left me alone about that after I told her that. She still hung out with me after school like we promised each other we would today.

"Coco, slides!" Emily yelled in my ear, causing me to those my thoughts. I looked up to where she started to run to then just ran after her to the slides. We swung for an hour talking and laughing at jokes Emily came up with. We left the swings and went to go get something to eat, of course, at my work. We get inside when we get there and I instantly see Melanie because it's Tuesday and she works Tuesday's.

"Melanie," I yelled. She stopped walking and turned to me then ran over to me. We gave each other a hug.

"What are you doing here?" Melanie asked me.

"Getting food, duh!" I explained.

"Go make it."

"I have to ring it up first, also is John here," I asked. She nodded and pointed to the office then walked to the bathroom. I went into the office to John. "What the hell?" I said and he jumped. "Why did you call my parents? I told you I would tell them."

"I didn't think you would have told them, he said.

"Why wouldn't I tell them that I was probably almost killed?"

"I don't know."

"Next time, John--" I was saying but was cut off.

"Next time what? What's happening?" Melanie asked looking between John and me.

I sighed heavily because John was giving me the 'tell her' look.

"Some guy pinned me against my truck last night and I asked him not to tell anyone and he went and called my parents. I told him that I would tell them." I explained, Melanie's face dropped and looked hurt. She gave me a hug but didn't say anything more. She walked out of the office and to the front counter. I know she's not gonna be able to focus, but I'll talk to her later. I made Emily and I's food then we said our goodbyes and made it back to my truck. I dropped Emily off at her house then went home myself.  Mom and dad are still at work so, I'm home alone, again yay!

Hey, mom has ice cream in the freezer. I thought to myself. I grabbed a spoon went to the freezer, grabbed the ice cream and started eating it. It was so good, mint chocolate chip ice cream. Mm. I finished eating a few scoops of ice cream and decided to watch some TV. I grabbed a pillow and blanket from off my bed and laid on the couch, turning on Haven. I fell asleep with 15 minutes. When I woke up it was about 4 in the morning but I only woke up because I heard a strange noise. I turned to the TV and saw it had shut off. I heard another noise, it sounded like someone was outside.

I grabbed my phone and saw I had a text from Mom and Dad.

Mom: Hey, I'm gonna be working late tonight don't know when I'll be home, love you, be safe.

Dad: pumpkin I have to stay at a hotel with my boss tonight, he doesn't want to be alone or something, love you.

Great, neither of them is gonna be home. I thought. What if I get injured and can't defend myself? What if someone breaks in? What if I get kidnapped when that person breaks in?

Just then I hear some glass shatter and from where the noise came from it sounded like it was mom's favorite $200 lamp that was sitting a good 5 feet away from me in the living room. I pulled my blanket off and just before I could get off the couch something landed on me. I tried to squirm away but the thing was holding tight and the more I thought the more I realized it was a human being that was on to of me, holding me down.