The place he brought me had enough light to see the tall frame hovering over me. He had a black hoodie on so I couldn't tell much about his face, but only his "heart-stopping" grin flashed before me.
"Don't worry. I'll put you out of your misery"...
It's been a week ever since we've been dwelling in our safe house. Bringing Logan along with me was the best decision I've ever made. Otherwise, I'd definitely loose my sanity in this place. I felt homesick for the first four days until I finally willed myself to get used to this new environment.
The house appears slightly shabby on the outside but the inside makes you question whether or not it's of the same house. Its relatively spacious and quite cosy with a modern touch to it. With two master bedrooms, three bathrooms, a laundry room and a fine kitchen; this house really suits the lush woodland environment around us.
Apart from the house, there's heavy surveillance systems around the place. Even though there are only four CCTV cameras in the lounge and kitchen, two in each; I can't help but feel a little annoyed.
Though it's only been a week, it seems like a year staying here. There are more CCTV cameras mostly installed outside the house. Additionally, as if those security systems weren't enough, the house is fenced securely by a six foot metal hoarding with barbed wires fastened to the top.
Might I also add, a police officer is stationed right outside the gate. Only the officer outside the premises and we know the code for the security alarms as well as the key for the front door and gate.
It's as if I'm the President or someone of high status. Now I pity those of high profile...
Mrs. Lively specially requested our teachers to do a recording of their class to send to Logan and I.
What's even better is that the videos have to be emailed to Detective James who then sends it to the laptop he provided us under a different email address.
Thinking about all the necessary precautions being taken,urges me to chortle about it.
Trying to make life as normal as possible right now is what I need I guess. All these events are no exception to me to just ignore my studies. I want my friends and I to graduate. I want to receive my diploma.
Though final exams aren't until after five months, I just can't help but worry about it.
Ugh! Chill woman! Chill!
Speaking of my friends, I haven't been in contact any of them. Probably because our phones were confiscated from our possession because of "safety reasons".
Instead James handed us disposable phones just to keep in touch with our parents and no one else. I did ask about Blake. Says she's feeling better now but her memory of that day is a little fuzzy. All she recalls is someone grabbing a fistful of her hair and slamming it against the kitchen counter. The rest are a blur for now.
Also, to my dismay, her memory of what she wanted to inform is lost at this point.
What did you want totell me!?
After jotting down the main points elaborated from the video sent by Mrs. Green, I stretched and placed the laptop aside. Sighing deeply in thought, unaware of the sneaky arms wrapping around my chest. I glanced to the right to see Logan stare back with a adorable grin on.
He placed something around my neck. I glanced down at my chest. A jade greenstone lay beautifully on my chest. It was round and appeared like a snail shell. Kinda..
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