Bad Day

James had stopped at the local coffee shop that Cathy, Nathan and I would usually go into, right after classes. It felt weird yet comforting to go to this familiar place. On the other hand Nathan has been doing his very best to protect me and Cathy. I've never seen this much jealousy from Nathan's overprotective attitude at this level. James didn't really mind that part of Nathan (at least I don't think he did).

Cathy Nathan sat down from either side of me. While James sat directly across from me. He seemed awkward but cleared his throat, those sweet brown eyes soon became a black orbs.

"Sarah" his voice cold like stone. "We've looked into the case a bit more and found nothing to why he died. But I have an idea of who killed your boyfriend."

My body froze. At that very second I was breathless. Cathy looked at me worried holding my hands, as Nathan glared at James. Slowly I gave Cathy a gentle smile then gestured James to continue.

"All I can say is that he was a wealthy man that went missing after he perform an operation. That's until currently..." James sweet voice turned empty and bland "He popped up with a mass murder in Washington. Through ten countries, he's had murdered over twelve innocent people."

James sighed, shifting in his chair only to look at me. I was about to say something until he spoke up "But that's just my opinion."

He gave a sly smile and it really fit him. Just looking at James, my heart flutter. I think it's just bad to use a man to cover up the pain. It's not when you want revenge for that person. The man will pay for killing Bran.

We spent a couple of hours together until I got a call it popped up as my home phone I picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hello dear." a deep almost in a mocking tone of voice answered. I quickly knew this wasn't my father's voice but that monster itself. I didn't want to alarm anyone so I smiled replying "Oh hey dad. What's up?"

"Come home or I'll be the last thing your father sees, Sarah." he chuckled hanging up.

My body sent a chill down my spin, yet I put my phone back in my pocket, turned to smiled at Nathan, Cathy and James. They eyed me. I hugged Cathy and Nathan telling them my dad needed me back home. They both nodded, not really buying it, but once I explain that today was the anniversary of my uncle's disappears, they both looked at each other. They knew this day is very important to me. When they all waved goodbye, I bolted home. I really didn't care about my well being or if it was a trap. I only cared about my friends and small family. If they were in danger id happily give my life away.

But a monster that threatens them will make sure it looked like an accident. Damn it! How did he even get in my house? Ben's there right?

It didn't take me long to get home. I was out of breath, fear had crept in but my courage was on an all time high. I looked around first in the front yard seeing that there was no blood, I proceeded to the door. Stepping up to the pouch taking it slowly, reaching out to the door knob. Not a second did I think of myself, only my dad and Ben.

But if they were in there wouldn't dad have taken care of himself? No. That doesn't matter. Family looks after each other no matter what.

As soon as the door opened a chill went down my spine then quick as a flash I found myself on the floor. I tried to stand up but something had pushed its weight against me. It's breath was on my ear. It was him. "Hello again sweetheart" he said in a raspy voice.

"Get off me you ass hole!" I screamed hoping someone could hear my cries. But in seconds that man twisted my arm, pushing it against my back. His voice growling slightly "Shut up or I will make you" I feared for my life, sadly I didn't care for it. I jolted my head up hitting his chin. He groaned in pain, his grip loosened but I wasn't done yet. I flipped us over moving my body into the kitchen, knowing he was close by. I grabbed one of the pans hanging from the wall when I turned around my arms swung at him. Unfortunately he was too far for me to make contact. He jabbed at my stomach, making me bend over in agony. I was about to hit him when my legs started to feel like jello.

What did he do? My mind question itself. The insane monster smiled then sucker punch me to the ground. I tried to get up but for some reason my legs didn't respond.

"The hell you do to me!" I glared trying to hide the fact I was scared. He smiled with a small chuckle hovering over my now trembling body.

"You're only running on adrenaline. It only lasts a couple of minutes girl." He grabbed my hair tightly. I bite down on my lips resisting to scream but he only tug harder. He glared showing his teeth in a frown "Scream! Let me hear you bitch!" I spat at his face which only made him more pissed.

He pulled me up almost dragging me. He grabbed one of the knives from the drawer then, dragged me to the living room throwing me on the couch. I feared the worst as he climbed on top putting the kitchen knife to my throat. Praying hard, I stared at him tears falling down my cheeks as the blade inched slowly into my skin. I waited for the large pain or at least a fast death. I looked up at the ceiling then opened my mouth.

"Promise me you won't kill or hurt my family or friends after you kill me. Promise me!" my voice cracked as I cried out. I closed my eyes still hoping to have this quick. It seemed like an eternity until I realized that the pressure had stopped.

"Pathetic" he pulled away.

The monster who nearly killed me just seconds ago had stopped, giving me nothing more than disgust, it sat down a bit far from me.

I was on the verge of breaking down. My arms tried to reached out for anything to hold onto. I didn't care anymore and just held on like a lost child needing someone onto hold so they could feel better. I started to hit him with light punches, sobbing more and more. His body had tensed up, hesitating to make contact. I wouldn't blame him I'd do the same. But he didn't push me away. He left me like this until I stopped slowly pulling away.

"Why" he looked at me curiously and confused.

I shrugged hiccuping hoping he would take it as an answer but he didn't. I sniffled "I guess because your the only one that's here and I couldn't help but cling to you."

"No excuse. It's uncalled for" he moved away. Patting down his now tattered clothes as if he was dusting off dirt.

Fuck you too.

After he was done he stood up, walking up to the doorway leaning against it. His arms folded with a calm expression. I tried to figure out his motives and thoughts. He didn't let out a single hit to what he wanted from me or my family.

What is he thinking? And why did he not kill me when he had the chance to?

"Hey" my mind was cut off from his sudden call. I looked at him almost in a blaze of confusion and anger. He then stood up straight "That James guy isn't what he presents himself to be. Watch what you do around him, Sarah."

"What do you care I do? You wanted to kill me a few moments ago!" I snapped. He only shrugged. I got up glaring "Why did you kill him? What right did you have to kill him that brutally? Answer me!"

He put his hands up as if this was a game. That was the last straw. I got up, heading for him and about to him. Dodging the attack, he grabbed my hand took twisting my arm, pinning me to the wall. I growled and started cursing at him trying every ounce of my strength to hit him. He only held on to me, not even giving me a chance to escape.

"Calm down girl" he said softly. I squirmed trying to bite him but he was to far for me to do so. I cursed some more. Then a click echoed in the house soon realizing it was the front door my lips curved. I opened my mouth but a hand quickly covered it. I squirm, trying to yell but he held on. This seriously wasn't my day.