I'll be okay.

This Is my story. I'm Isabella Alden, I'm 17.I love my mom, dad and brother. I have no other family. At school they say I'm popular, so I have a lot of what you can call 'friends'. I have it all right ? But one day everything will change. A car accident will take away the ones I love and leave me almost all alone. But I will meet my 4 new best friends and the love of my life. But will everything be fine when the person who is after me would do anything to kill me ?


11. Just scared.


I looked at my phone and saw it was already 6.48pm, I had basically slept for an hour and a half. I quickly realized that standing up wasn't a possibility, it was hurting to much. I heard my phone vibrate on the nightstand si I picked up.

"Hello ?" I asked not knowing the number that was displayed on the screen.
"Are you feeling better, Hun ?" I heard him laugh.
"Who is this ?" I felt a bit nervous about this phone call.
"Don't you remember me ?"
"I can understand. The last time I saw you, you had just gotten out of a car accident... Remember me now ?" I obviously knew who he was now. He was the one who tried to kill me.
"What do you want ?" I didn't know where I had found the guts to say that as confident.
"You. I know where you are now and with who you are. I got a request from someone and I plan on finishing it correctly. What I did to your house won't be hard to reproduce. I'll call you back and when I do, I'll tell you what I want. You better listen on I'll hurt the people you love or care about starting with your brother and then the two girls. Oh, no maybe I should start with the tall curly-haired boy, Harry ? Or am I mistaken ?" He laughed and paused for a while.
"Don't try to find some help or you can be sure that they'll be gone by tomorrow. Alright Hun ?"
"Fuck you !" I managed to answer back the only reaction I got was a laugh before he hung up.

I released a big sight. "Who was that ?" I turned my head to the door and saw the girls staring a me. "N-No one." They came up into my bed. "I'm pretty sure that's not nothing." Priscilla crossed her arms and looked deeply into my eyes. She was worried but it was hidden behind a thick emotionless curtain. Priscilla was always very good at hiding her emotions. Sometimes it was a good thing, sometimes a bad one. "Pris is right, Bella. 'Fuck you' isn't your way of talking and the tears in your eyes are telling us you're not fine." I smiled as the tears filling my eyes escaped. "Are you detectives now ?" They chuckled and both slit under the covers. "Girls, seriously get out ! Priscilla you're scratching me !" We were squeezed in a small 2-persons bed. "Don't be like that !" Babette added with a smile, suddenly jumping on me, making my body ache, but she was way to cute to be mad.

After a good 15 minutes of laughing, they came back to the initial subject, brought up by Babette. "So who was it ? And don't lie, please." I wanted to tell them I was fine, tell them it wasn't nothing important but I just couldn't lie anymore. "What did the guys tell you about the accident ?" They were pretty surprised by my question. "Well that you couldn't call it an 'accident'." I nodded in agreement. "Well HE called..." They were confused. "HE like the driver of the other car ?" "Ehm... Yeah." There was an awkward silence for a while. "What did he say ?" Babette was always the one asking what everyone was thinking. "He said he wanted... M-Me... And threatened to hurt everyone h-here if I didn't listen to h-him." They looked as horrified as I was. "You should go to the-" I cut Priscilla of already knowing what was coming. "I can't, Pris..." "Why ?" Babette asked. "If I do you'll be gone by tomorrow... I can't lose anyone else right now..." Babette looked down. "Euhm... Well... Then we should tell the lads." "No!" "Isabella ! Seriously ! You're so annoying ! You're in love with him and you're just being the stubborn you but that's hurting him too. He's more then worried about you." I never thought I was hurting her. That was the LAST thing I wanted to do. I knew from the moment I had met his beautiful emerald eyes that I loved him and no one wants to hurt to one you love. "Tell him now !" "I can't." They gave me an encouraging smile and were about to leave the room. "Don't leave him please." They looked back. "You know we WILL." I wasn't mad they would tell him, I was just scared.
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