2 weeks later, and now my mother is headed off on her buisness trip...
"Now don't answer the door for anyone you don't know and call me if anything bad happens-"
"Okay okay! Sheesh. I'm 13 years old, I know how this works by now..."
"I know...it's just...this is your first time being alone for a couple of days and-"
"I'll be fine, mom, I swear!"
She smiled and gave me hugs and kisses. Then she got her lugage and left. I sat down on the couch in the living room and watched TV.
A couple days went by and things were going fine. I'd go to school then come home and Stacy would make me dinner. Then my mom would call to say goodnight before I went to bed. Same ole Same ole. Then when Friday night rolled around, things changed...
It all started with me in the living room, reading Harry Potter, when the phone rang. I put the book down and answered it, "hello?"
"Hey, Quarter," it was Jake.
I blushed a bright red, "J-Jake...how did you get my number?"
"Your friend Rose gave it to me. I wanted to talk to you without the kids at school getting in the way so I asked her for it."
"O-Oh...well what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Just wanted to get to know you better."
"Okay," I smiled, blushing a light pink, "what do you want to know about me?"
"Hmmm...what do you like to do?"
"Mmmm...I like to read Harry Potter."
"Harry Potter's cool. I'm a fan of it myself."
"Neat."
"What's your favorite color?"
"Pink."
"Red."
I giggled. We talked for a while till his mother made him get off the phone. I think we really hit it off! We got to know eachother alot more and I felt like I'd known him for years! I smiled, blissfully, and held the book to my chest. Best phonecall ever! I giggled and blushed to myself as I repeated the scene over in my head. Suddenly there was this noise. It sounded like someone was messing with the doorknob! I froze and listened closely. They were trying to unlock the door! I put my book down and crept over to the door. The doorknob was jiggling.
"Who...who's there?" my voice shook a bit.
The doorknob stopped.
I took a few steps torward the door then a few steps back, "m-my mother's not here...you'll have to come back when she gets home..."
Silence.
I gulped and backed completly away, bumping into something...or someone. I turned to face a man with black hair and red eyes and was about to scream when he grabbed me and covered my mouth. I saw him pull out a shot and shook my head franticlly. He stared at me a moment then injected it into the back of my neck. Things got blurry then faded to black...
The next day, Stacy was coming back from classes and stopped at apartment room 605 to check on Quarter Queen. She got out her spare key, unlocked the door, and went in, "Quarter? It's me, Stacy. Are you up?"
No answer.
Stacy looked at her wrist watch. 12:38pm. Surely she'd be up by now. "Quarter?" she ventured on through the room till she came across a horrible scene and screamed. There lay the corpse of a young blonde girl, on her stomcah, head bashed in and eyes poke out, wearing glasses, and 3 Wara Nigro on the wall...Quarter Queen's life had come to an end...
"Now don't answer the door for anyone you don't know and call me if anything bad happens-"
"Okay okay! Sheesh. I'm 13 years old, I know how this works by now..."
"I know...it's just...this is your first time being alone for a couple of days and-"
"I'll be fine, mom, I swear!"
She smiled and gave me hugs and kisses. Then she got her lugage and left. I sat down on the couch in the living room and watched TV.
A couple days went by and things were going fine. I'd go to school then come home and Stacy would make me dinner. Then my mom would call to say goodnight before I went to bed. Same ole Same ole. Then when Friday night rolled around, things changed...
It all started with me in the living room, reading Harry Potter, when the phone rang. I put the book down and answered it, "hello?"
"Hey, Quarter," it was Jake.
I blushed a bright red, "J-Jake...how did you get my number?"
"Your friend Rose gave it to me. I wanted to talk to you without the kids at school getting in the way so I asked her for it."
"O-Oh...well what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Just wanted to get to know you better."
"Okay," I smiled, blushing a light pink, "what do you want to know about me?"
"Hmmm...what do you like to do?"
"Mmmm...I like to read Harry Potter."
"Harry Potter's cool. I'm a fan of it myself."
"Neat."
"What's your favorite color?"
"Pink."
"Red."
I giggled. We talked for a while till his mother made him get off the phone. I think we really hit it off! We got to know eachother alot more and I felt like I'd known him for years! I smiled, blissfully, and held the book to my chest. Best phonecall ever! I giggled and blushed to myself as I repeated the scene over in my head. Suddenly there was this noise. It sounded like someone was messing with the doorknob! I froze and listened closely. They were trying to unlock the door! I put my book down and crept over to the door. The doorknob was jiggling.
"Who...who's there?" my voice shook a bit.
The doorknob stopped.
I took a few steps torward the door then a few steps back, "m-my mother's not here...you'll have to come back when she gets home..."
Silence.
I gulped and backed completly away, bumping into something...or someone. I turned to face a man with black hair and red eyes and was about to scream when he grabbed me and covered my mouth. I saw him pull out a shot and shook my head franticlly. He stared at me a moment then injected it into the back of my neck. Things got blurry then faded to black...
The next day, Stacy was coming back from classes and stopped at apartment room 605 to check on Quarter Queen. She got out her spare key, unlocked the door, and went in, "Quarter? It's me, Stacy. Are you up?"
No answer.
Stacy looked at her wrist watch. 12:38pm. Surely she'd be up by now. "Quarter?" she ventured on through the room till she came across a horrible scene and screamed. There lay the corpse of a young blonde girl, on her stomcah, head bashed in and eyes poke out, wearing glasses, and 3 Wara Nigro on the wall...Quarter Queen's life had come to an end...
