Chapter 22

GRACIE

I went to bed with the threat hanging all over my head, aside from the locker incident earlier today there haven’t been any other messages.

Lyn had kept insisting I tell her the truth…

I didn’t.

I couldn’t, she left after that but I assume she was mad at me.

Every time I close my eyes, images of the lifeless doll…the red paints kept replaying in my head…

I couldn’t sleep…not like this…

I froze when my cellphone binged, I shuddered with terror when I saw it was from the same unknown number.

My fingers trembled as I read through the message, I should probably ignore them, but I couldn’t for some unknown reason.

“your blood would feel nice under my knife bitch, I’m watching you.”

Oh god!

At the same time I heard a noise, it was coming from the window

I clasped my hand over my mouth to stifle back a whimper as I stared at the window in fear, I had shut it firmly closed, but that hasn’t stopped him before