No matter how many times I tell myself there's nobody who wants to drive a knife through my heart, it still pops up in my head.
After locking the door behind me, I rest my forehead against it, welcoming the coldest that seeps through my burning skin. I think I might have a fever; my body aches and my I can hear the throbbing of my heart in my head. Which could be because of high blood pressure too.
My family would be back tomorrow morning. Hopefully. I can live on my own for one night, can't I?
The chiming of the doorbell startles me. I jump out of my skin, and spin around, backing away from the door. But then his voice echoes through the door.
"It's me. Open up."
Nathan? What the hell is he doing here? I made sure he went on his way before making my way inside my house. Did he litera
