Alone

Chapter One

"Shush!" He covered his hand over my mouth. "If anyone hears your screaming they'll think I'm murding someone."

Annoyed, I bit down on his hand, making him yelp and jerking back. "You don't go through random people's windows!", I whispered harshly. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Holding his hand, he smiled. "Everything."

Obliously. I should just smack him upside the head with a golf club and throw him out the window. "Get out."

"You think I'm a stalker, don't you?"

"No, it's normal when people climb in my room in the middle of the night.", I said sacrastically. "Of coarse I think your a stalker!"

He nodded. "As I thought. Just to let you know, I'm so not a stalker."

Why am I having a convosation with him? I went to get my golf club near my closet, that was a few feet away. "Get. Out."

He stood up. "Are you going to hit me with a freaking golf club?"

" For God's sakes, get out!" I swung at him. Sorry God.

He cought my golf club and yanked it out of my hands. "That wasn't vary nice, Becca. You should be ashamed of yourself. Just hitting people with golf clubs all willy nelly like that."

I ran my fingers through my hair. "Get out of my room- Wait, how did you know my name?"

"Becca? Itsn't your real name Rebecca. Rebecca Callahan?", asked, tilting his head to the side like a confused dog.

"No! Get out! Stranger danger!", I yelled on top of my lungs, hoping someone would hear me.

He covered his hand over my mouth. "Stop screaming. One, It's giving me a headache. Second, I don't want someone to come up here to prevent me doing my freaking job. Okay?"

Job? What the hell does he do for a job? Kidnapping?

"Now, I'm going to move my hand off of your mouth. Don't scream."

I nodded. He slowly moved his and I let out a screech, "He-" He quilckly covered my mouth, making my voise muffled.

"I said no screaming. Can't wait till Mark sees you. Then you'll be off of my hands."

Mark? Who's Mark? What does he mean by I'll be off of his hands? When was I ever on his hands? He picked me up bridal style, uncovering my mouth, and jumped out the window.

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Okaaaay...... I did not proof read this because I'm tired and lazy. :P

Song of the day is, Painting Flowers- All Time Low.