“Don’t move honey” someone said. “Where…where am I?” I heard myself ask. “The infirmary of course” said Miss Hearts. “How did…what happened?” I asked still drowsy. “Oh, nothing to worry about, you just broke your arm and a ceiling lamp fell on you” she said so calmly as if this kind of thing happened so very often. “Just?” I noticed. “Well like I said nothing to worry about dear. Just lie down” she said sternly. I tried to remember what really happened. I remember I was in the lunch room and there was Katie and… “Jake!” I said out loud. “What?” asked Miss Hearts startled. “It was Jake. I am sure it was him who…” I paused. I must be crazy at thinking he made the lamp fall onto me. “What? Who is …” But Miss Hearts question was interrupted by the opening of the door and to my greatest surprise it was my dad, staring at me wild eyed. “Are you alright dear? Does it hurt? Oh so silly of me, of course it hurts…” and he went on blabbing like he usually did when he was so damn worried. “Dad? What are YOU doing here?” I blurted out before I could stop myself for my father wasn’t so, what can I say; fatherly…I guess that’s the word. He seemed hurt by my response but all the same he was used to of it. “Got a call from your principal about your…accident” he finished. I couldn’t help but see that he felt a bit ashamed of himself. “I am so sorry honey about, well everything.” And I knew what he meant. “No dad. I am perfectly fine” I lied. I didn’t want him to talk about mum and how it was his fault that she died Even though it was a disease that killed her. There was a knock on the door. “The principal wants to talk to me but don’t worry I will make it up to you” his weak smile showed nothing but grief as he went out. “Oh my...” Katie paused as if she wasn’t able to pronounce ‘God’ and then hurriedly continued saying “are you all right? That was so scary. I thought you were a goner”- as I entered our room. “Fine I guess” I replied and sat on my bed “Tell me Katie, what exactly happened?” “Well, I really don’t get it myself but as you were throwing that tray of yours the ceiling lamp just came down on you. I am just grateful that it wasn’t lit or you would be dead by now” she said. “It was Jake” my tone so sure. “What?” she gasped just like Miss Hearts. “I know this sounds crazy but I just get the feeling it was him. I don’t know how he did that, maybe with that eyes of his but the thing is he broke my arm too so that proves it” I didn’t know where was all this coming from. Katie just stood there looking at me as if brain washed and her expression strangely reminded me of that little girl I met in the street. “Um, Becca is your head alright? I think you need to take your medicines” she finally said. “What do you mean by that?” my voice was suddenly harsh. “Jake didn’t break your arm” she replied straight forwardly and this time I was the one in total shock. “How can you? You were there and you saw it happen. How can you side with that freak?” I said angrily “I am NOT siding with him; I’m just telling what I saw. You fell down, slipped on something I guess, and that’s when I noticed your arm broke because I heard a loud crunch” she said looking at me curiously. I couldn’t believe this, my best friend, lying on my face when she saw it all happened. “I know what happened and you do too, you just want to hide behind a lie, fine have it your way then” I muttered and went out of the room. I didn’t know where I was going until I realized I was in the girl’s restroom. Tears of disbelief and anger were streaming down my cheeks as I stood in front of the mirror. My head hurt so much that I grabbed a soap bar and threw it toward one of the cubic’s in agony. It hit the door and it creaked open. Thankfully no one was in here to see me go all crazy. I was about to leave when I heard a gargling sounds coming from the same cubical. I went closer and knelt a bit to see what that sound was. Black liquid was bubbling and rising from the toilet seat. The smell was so disturbing that I almost fainted. What the hell was wrong with this toilet? I couldn’t take the smell or the overflowing black stuff anymore. I ran towards the door and pulled. It didn’t move. I pulled again, harder. It won’t even budge. Terror hit me so hard that my whole body started shivering. I had never felt this way in my whole life. My lungs where blocked and I could not even open my mouth to cry for help. And then the lights went out. Everything went darker and colder. I could still hear the bubbling sound. I tried feeling the walls for the stupid switch but couldn’t fine it. I was never scared of the dark before then why now? Maybe because something was completely wrong. Maybe because of the feeling at the back of my head told me that I wasn’t alone. Like something was in here with me. A chill went down my spine and I shivered so bad for the cold was biting on me. Then I heard footsteps, no not footsteps, they were too big and too heavy like something being dragged from the far corner of the bathrooms. “Oh God...please…please…what is happening?” I thought. I didn’t have the power to scream or to shut my eyes. Through the light coming from under the door I could almost make out the figure as it came nearer and nearer. One look at it and I fell but didn’t faint. All my senses were lost, like I was dead. And then it stopped, right an inch from me. Every molecule, every cell in my body had stopped. I was totally shut down but I could hear it breathing and then something extremely cold touched my cheek and that very moment the time seemed to return and every emotion burst out of me like lava and I screamed like I had never screamed before. I half ran, half tripped towards the door and pulled with all my strength. “Let me out! Helpppppp” I screamed. I felt something slither around my legs and hands as I banged on the door. And suddenly a cold feeling spread over me like my soul had been dragged out and replaced by ice. And then I collapsed.
Buss, fatima, tum ne hamay buht dinou se suspense dil wayah hai. ab part 7 post kar bhi lo aur suhaib tum is ki NOT "bekaar" story peh comment bhi kyou karte ho? are you forced to do it? and btw, tum khud hi apne 5 ghante is par waste karte ho to iss mein hamari kya ghalti hai keh tum itne SLOW reader ho?
Yes Maryam, i have watched the percy jackson movies part 1 n 2, but to be honest, i totally disliked them....cuz they were totally different from the books....and i also read on wiki that they wont be making anymore percy jackson movies.....oh hey Rumaisa! i watched the epic rap battle n OMG! man they r funny but u should watch Justin bieber one....its soooo damn funny...
Of course you should continue. These newbies are new here and when they see people like us, who are here for years, they want attention and they think that the way to be popular is to fight with EACH and EVERY person... That's a totally wrong concept that they have. It's not true. And pleeease , continue 'Lucifer'. Don't cancel it. I know we all get lazy and don't publish the next parts of our stories, but I'm begging you, please continue it. (You said no buttering. See, I didn't butter you, but still I managed to give the message that PLEASE CONTINUE YOUR STORY!!)