Their Little Lady (✓)

Chapter 11 - Don't Scream. part.2

I woke up and looked at the time on my clock, it was only Six thirty in the afternoon and the sun was already setting.

I didn't know what to do so I figured I'd do one of my most favorite things in the world. Reading.

I can just head off to the library, sure it was getting slightly dark out but the library doesn't close until 10pm so I had plenty of time. Besides, nightime is the perfect time to read.

I got up and cleaned myself up a bit, putting on a different outfit then I had on before - my school uniform.

I love pink, I still wear pink all the time. Even if they're are just little accents of pink in everything I wear; such as, a barret or a hair clip, maybe even a necklace.

I slid on a pair of shoes and headed off. I put on my headphones and began listening to my favorite tunes on repeat, as I walked to the library.

I wonder what book I'll end up reading this time. Last time I went I read a romance and ended up staying there reading it for hours, almost getting locked inside in the process.

I didn't have enough money for a library card because I'm saving up so I just go there and read whatever I find for hours.
I usually pick a different book each time, unless the book is really interesting. Then I'll come by and read it at any given chance I get.

After 10 minutes of walking towards library finally came into view. As I was walking closer I peared through the glass and saw there was only about 5 people inside.

'Sweet.'

I'm not really a people person, as anyone could probably already tell with my whole 'life story' and all.
So whenever there was no one around I am always content.

I have been alone for so long now, I have grown to like being alone and depend on myself for things. I can't really imagine it any other way.

I walk through each row of book shelfs; trying to find the perfect book that interests me.
Until I land on a book thats titled 'Coraline by Neil Gaiman'.

I looked at the book cover and this looked like my type of book for sure.
So I snatched it off the shelf and looked around; trying to find a comfortable seat.

I found one in a corner that was far away from where the rest of the people, that were still there, are sitting.

A nice quiet corner, it was so hidden back here that you'd think it wasn't even suppose to be a seating area.
But either way, I liked it so I stayed and read for hours.

I had read for a little longer than intended, I glanced at the clock and saw the time was only 12:34pm.

'Wait- 12:34AM!? Oh god, I didn't mean for that to happen!'

I quickly got up and jogged to the front of the book store to see it was pitch black outside now and there were no people in here what so ever, not even employees.

'This place closes at 10pm so that means I'm probably stuck in here until one of the employees let me out of here, or someone hears me screaming bloody murder.
Well, maybe the doors would be open?'

I walked over to the set of glass double doors that let to the outside and pushed.

Nope...locked. crap.

'Well, I guess things could be worse...for one the lights could've been out. Thank god they're still on. Atleast something is kind of going my way tonight.'

That thought was soon interrupted by the universe saying "I hate you :)" and the lights went out.

"Ih fuck no, dude."
I was now officially freaking out.

I've always hated the dark, well...more like what was in the dark to be specific but still. Ever since I was a kid.

Hugging the book I had prevuosuly been reading to my chest, I call out for someone. Knowing it's pointless.  And propably really stupid as this is how people die in horror movies.

The darkness was starting to really get to me. Being bathed in it completely is not a very comforting feeling.

Especially when your alone...(or so I thought I was.)

I started to panic, stumbling backword. My eyes widened once I felt myself hit my back hard against a wall.
Only...it wasn't a wall at all. It's a human body.

A rough palm slithers up my neck and covers my mouth with a scratchy thing which I assumed to be a...cloth?

'Oh shit.'

Just as a hot breath tickles your ear...

"We told you we would find you."