Chapter 24

                                    

                                          
Larry had dropped me off and I took a shower before changing into my PJs i had taken a long shower which of course felt heavenly.
I didn't know which was more heavenly Ahkmens kiss or the shower... (Real ones know it's his kiss!)
Everyday i looked forward to going to the museum just to see his pretty.
I brushed My hair out before lying down on my bed the cool sheets felt nice on my skin.
Even though I loved the cool feeling my silk sheets gave my skin I still loved the fiery sensation every time Ahkmenrah touched me or was near me...
He was dreamy.... His eyes and curly hair were everything
Omg i had a crush on a dead guy! Well a hot dead guy
I pulled the sheets over my body and closed my eyes wanting the sleep to take over me.
I could feel My self dozing and then i was asleep...
I lifted My Head up and my room was dark but I could still make out everything, posters of my old favorite band? And a couple of stuff scattered around.
It was my my old room I looked at the mirror next to my bed.
My hair was long and dyed blue in the front that means i was 13
I had a black shirt and shorts on and my hair was a bit tangled
What the hell was going on? Was this just a dream? This was to much to handle all of this...
Why the hell do i keep going back?! I don't want to go back! 
"Look behind you..." 
The voice was low and sounded far but close at the same time almost like an echo and it made my head hurt immediately.
The pads of my fingers rubbed my temple as my headache worsened 
"What...?" i asked my head felt like it was spinning 
"I said..."
There was a long pause and I
almost felt like I couldn't move my vision Was slightly blurry and i felt exhausted 
"Look behind you..."
I turn around and boom I felt someone jump on me tackling me off my bed I landed with a loud thud.
"Shit!" My back hit the mirror shattering it
"Who you gonna call now!? Mom and her boyfriend aren't home!" Angie called out 
Of course it was Angelina...
"Bitch" I said through gritted teeth pushing her off of me as she stumbled back I quickly got up 
"Get back here!" She yelled getting up and chasing right behind me 
I ran out my room pushing the door open with so much force it hit the wall making a loud bang 
I ran down the stairs but of course, we were on the third floor my room Was on the third floor and the 2nd floor was our parents  room 1st floor had the living room, kitchen, and Angelina's room 
I could hear running behind me and I tried to run faster and when I tell you she tackled me down... And when I mean by tackled I mean she literally jumped forward making us both fly down the steps 
She was crazy...
I winced as we both fell she didn't she wanted me to go down no matter what...
Once we hit the bottom of the steps I got up I struggled a bit but still managed to get get up.
I felt like i had been run over by a semi truck
"Leave me alone!" I yelled darting towards the kitchen she chased me 
I ran with a slight limp but I didn't feel the pain well not just yet...
I opened the cabinet trying to grab a knife but she reached for my hair pulling me back.
I fell back and I pulled her down right with me she pulled my hair and I winced in pain.
"Let go" I growled reaching for the cabinet she kept a firm grip on my hair.
My fingertips brushed the side of the cabinet and i kicked her grabbing the first thing i could grab a knife..
"Get away from me!" i yelled holding the knife in front of me in self-defence 
She was fucking crazy bat shit crazy!
"No!" Her voice was loud And she leaped forward holding my arm which held the knife 
She pinned my arm back which made me wince slightly 
She put another hand to my mouth covering my screams and she pryed my fingers open grabbing the knife.
She tried to stab me but I held her arm stopping her but she was 15 and stronger so I bit her...
She let out a scream dropping the knife "Bitch!" she yelled And I got up kicking the knife away.
I ran back upstairs to my room closing the door and locking it
I grabbed my dresser and pushed it in front of the door i could hear her coming up the stairs and I leaned against the dressed tears streaming down my face.
I could hear her pounding on the door then—
Do you like cliffhangers? I dont they stress me out but not as much when I'm the one writing and know what happens
Also sorry for the short chapter!!!