I stopped dead in my tracks.
"What are you doing?"
His words echoed through my mind - but Jesus Christ, does he have to always sneak up on me like that?
I turned around in a rush. "I-I'm s-sorry I didn't mean to!" I was a nervous wreck.
He glared at me with his cold brown eyes.
"Get down from there, Sally."
I quickly obliged. I stepped down from the windowsill as fast as I could. When I turned around, he was still giving me that cold stare. I looked at the floor in shame.
"Well? Do you have anything to say for yourself?" He asked me sternly and crossed his arms.
"I'm sorry..." I whispered softly. I didn't look up from the ground.
"Look at me," he commanded in such an assertive tone I jumped.
I lifted my head and met his eyes.
He continued glaring at me. "Now, how come every time I leave you alone you get into some sort of trouble?"
I looked at him trembling, not sure if I was supposed to answer or not.
He continued to give me a death stare and began tapping his foot angrily.
My face heated up and I became flustered. "I-I don't know, I'm really sorry." I told him shakily.
"Get out of here," he sighed while shaking his head at me.
I looked at him quizzically. "Wh-what?"
"Go to your room." He demanded in a booming voice while enunciating each word.
I didn't hesitate, I ran to my room and slammed the door shut.
YOU ARE READING
Never Knew
Teen FictionA 12 year old girl recalls her experience of being kidnapped since she was four years old. Despite the kidnapping, she continues a normal life. The problem is, no one notices or cares that this girl is gone.
