Obsessed

Chapter 14

*Chapter 14*

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I woke up startled and gasping for air. My head was covered in sweat, my body was burning up, and I was overcome with discomfort and anxiety. I threw the covers off of my legs as I attempted to catch my breath and relax from my sped up heart rate.

I breathed out in a long sigh. "It was just another nightmare," I whispered to myself, an effort to calm myself down. The night terrors have become progressively worse since that night I saw someone emerge from the woods.

I'm still haunted by what could have happened had we not seen that nail infested plank of wood on time. Or, had Alex gotten out of the truck to throw it aside. Was the man I saw in the rearview mirror him, or another guy who's possibly on the spectrum of psychopathy? What haunts me the most, however, is what I had discovered that night with Lila and those messages.

Is a psychopath good on his word? Do I want to find out?

I pulled all of my hair to one side and began to use my hands to fan myself off. It was all in vain, I couldn't cool down. I crossed my arms over one another as I grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt, pulling it off of me in one swift movement, leaving me in my undershirt. I threw the crumpled shirt on the chair next to my bed and grabbed the scrunchy sitting on my night stand, putting my hair into a messy bun before walking towards the windowsill. I pushed my curtains aside and pulled up the window, relishing in the instant feeling of fresh cool air hitting my skin. I stayed standing there for a few moments, enjoying the chilly night air.

"Ever."

I froze from the shock of hearing my name being called from outside my window. Though, if it came from inside my room, I realize that would be terrifying on a-whole-nother level. But, one scary thing at a time. I refused to think about that other thought even further.

My eyes scanned the ground until they landed upon the silhouette of a woman looking straight up at me. Seeing her struck fear into my core, I felt paralyzed as I gazed straight back down at her. She stayed still, didn't move, just stared straight up at me, her face was barely visible.

Who the...?

The more I stared into her face, the more her facial features became apparent. Looking into her eyes, I sensed a feeling of familiarity. My stomach dropped as it occurred to me who it was that was staring straight up at me.

Is that..?

There was no possible way. It couldn't be her.

I stepped out of view and pressed my back up against the wall.

"She's not real. She's not real. My mind is playing tricks on me," I whispered to myself.

I looked out the window again and she was gone. I didn't waste any time, I shut it back up, locked it, closed the curtains and hurried into bed.

"This is just a dream. It's just a dream. I'm dreaming again."

I closed my eyes shut and tried to focus on falling asleep, or, waking up? But all I could concentrate on was the intensity of my heartbeat in my eardrum. I felt as though my heart would never calm down. "I'll wake up and it'll already be morning. I'll wake up and it'll already be morning."