Sorry the chapter's so short... this is basically part two of chapter one... if that even makes any sense. :P

Chapter 2

My parents dashed into my room, my dad had his phone out and was busy dialing a number. I hoped like hell he was calling for an ambulance. My mother rushed to my side, her hand on my forehead. She gasped as she realised how hot I was, a look of fear in her eyes.

I groaned as the pain grew. I swear I'm going to find and kill those creeps that did this to me! I may not have been able to see very much in the darkness of my room but I could still make out their dark clothing. I knew in total there were two guys and one girl.

Ok, ok..... I know that isn't a lot to go on, but how in the world do you expect me to be able to see them if black clothing covered their entire body..... even their head! They could all be bald for all I know! The only thing they had left uncovered was their eyes.

I gasped as I realised this. Now when I say I gasped.... just try to imagine my mouth opening for a gasp to come out but instead of that, the sound of a constipated chicken coming out. Soooo NOT attractive! Just to let you know, that was not the effect I was going for.... I was going for the I-just-realised-something-very-important effect. But what was so important, you ask? Well you see, I never forget a person's eyes.

There was a lot you could learn about someone through their eyes. Like that old saying goes: Your eyes are the window to your soul. Well, my view on it isn't as poetical as that, but basically I find it easy to tell a person's mood or whether they are lying or not through their eyes.... very few people have ever been able to ever fool me. VERY few. As in only my parents (due to them being drama teachers and can actually act properly).

And I will most definitely never forget the eyes of those that caused me all this pain.

"Honey, what happened?" my mom asked desperately. "Talk to me, darling. Say something."

A loud moan was all I could manage. I so badly wanted to tell her all that happened. I wanted to tell my dad to call the police instead but all that came out were strained moans that just added to the worry that was evident on my mother's face.

In the distance I could hear ambulance sirens coming closer. Relief flooded through me before the pain seared again, reminding me of the reason why the ambulance was coming in the first place. I began to lose consciousness once again as the darkness clouded my sight.

***

My senses came flooding back to me as I felt myself being carried outside towards the waiting ambulance. My face was scrunched up onto some guy's chest as he held me tightly, ensuring I couldn't slip his grasp.

Opening my eyes, I could see his 'paramedic' badge pasted on his shirt. I tried to turn my head to see who else was around, but his hand holding my head up was blocking my view. Ahhhh. I glared at his hand. Supid guy..... did he know what happened to the last person who dared put their hand in the way of my face? I could pretty much promise him a large bite mark on his hand.

Just then I noticed that he already had one on his hand.

Suspicion came over me causing me to glance up at the man. My heart fluttered as I allowed my gaze to wonder over his face. I was so busy staring at how amazing his face looked, it took me a while to notice that he was looking down at me, his mouth forming a smirk. Reluctantly I brought my gaze up to his eyes and froze. No! It can't be! Fear knotted itself in my stomach.

Those eyes...



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