Darkness (Book 1 of The Royals Trilogy)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

ANA

Things were pretty much the same for a week, it was all: wake up, go to school, stay in detention, go back home. Clary still thought I was mad even though I told her numerous times that I wasn't but she kept insisting she wanted to make it up to me. So that week's Friday we had planned on hanging out after school, I was partially glad, I would have something to do to distract me from my thoughts about Emma and Ethan.

Also, the mysterious guy and his equally wierd friend still looked at me. Whenever I felt someone's gaze on me I knew it was them, no one else seemed so interested in me as them, but by Friday I was becoming very irritated with their behavior.

I got up and put on some black jeans and a white shirt along with a grey cardigan since it was a bit cold out. I drove to school slowly and parked in my usual spot. Inside I went directly to my classroom since I already had all of my things and I took out a book to read meanwhile.

Calculus, History and Literature all flew by and with no new assignments. At the end of my third class I took my time to get to Science class that was right next door. Clary was next to me in an instant as we walked to our next class. The familiar feeling of someone watching me reappeared and I sighed annoyed. I turned and sure enough, the same tattoo guy was watching me. Clary and I were on the doorway in the classroom. "Go on ahead Clary, I'll be right back," I said before walking towards the mysterious guy rapidly until we were face-to-face.

"What is your problem? I am sick of your games and officially, I'm creeped out by you. If you have something to say, say it! But don't just stand there looking at me like if I wouldn't notice," I snapped angrily before walking back into my science class without turning back.

"What was that about?" asked Clary confused as he looked at the guy I'd yelled to and back at me.

I shook my head, "it was nothing, class is about to start." I knew I wasn't going to get out of this. When Clary wanted to know something she did everything possible to get information. Surprisingly, this time she didn't push the subject once we were seated on our table.

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I wasn't so lucky and it turns out I was right, at lunch she kept on pestering me with wanting to know who was the guy I had talked to and what I had told him. "You like him don't you?" she asked with a smirk on her face. I shook my head, she was impossible to talk to. I hoped she got the message that I didn't want to talk about it. After lunch I headed to my afternoon classes.

Thankfully I was left alone and I was more relaxed now that I didn't have anyone watching my every move but when school was over that changed. Clary was standing beside me as I put my things in my locker.

"Anastasia Drew," I heard an unfamiliar female voice that held a lot of authority and that demanded respect, it came from behind me. When I saw who it was I frowned, she was the girl who also kept on watching me; mysterious guy's friend.

"Look, I already told your friend to leave me alone and that meant you too," I said trying to walk past her. The girl in front of me let me and Clary through without another word but I could feel her eyes on me.

Once in my car I was met with Clary's questioning gaze, "well, do you want to tell me something?"

"There's nothing to tell Clary," I said with a shrug.

Clary frowned, "right, nothing to tell. Well since when did you start hanging out with wierdo guy and Gothic chic?" she asked crossing her arms.

"I don't hang out with them," I replied glancing her way. She looked annoyed, her arms were crossed over her chest and her mouth was in a deep frown.

"But you talk to them," she urged.

I shook my head, "I don't even know them Clary, actually, I had never seen them before in my life until Monday when I noticed they watch everything I do or at least they have for the past week."

Clary raised her arms in surrender and she frowned, "fine, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, I get it."

"I'm telling you the truth!" I insisted. The mall came to view and Clary waved me off.

"No it's okay, we're here to have fun, let's not talk about this," she said and I agreed.

We spent the rest of the day talking, shopping and fooling around until it started getting dark and we headed back to my house since Calry was going to stay in my house. My aunt was already there with dinner prepared for us, not much, just a homemade pizza. After dinner we went back to my room and took some stuff into the living room where we were going to stay.

"Goodnight girls," called my aunt from the stairs.

"Night," we said and when she was gone I took out my laptop from its case. "What do you want to watch?" I asked once we were all settled.

"How about mean girls," she suggested with a wink. That was the classic sleepover movie. After the movie, it was really late so we decided to sleep. Clary was the first to fall asleep, I, on the other hand couldn't fall asleep. I felt tired but I couldn't keep my eyes shut very long, there was something keeping me from falling asleep. After a while I gave up and sighed before getting up to get a glass of water.

When I returned to the living room I almost dropped the glass as I stared at the window in front of me with fear. I could see the shadow of someone standing outside looking directly at me. I hesitantly stepped back without turning my back, and took a knife from one of the drawers. The shadow stood still as I stepped closer to the light switch.

Once the lights outside were on I could see who was standing outside. "Are you freaking crazy?" I whispered-yelled when I opened the back door. The person in front of me shrugged. "I could have killed you." The girl from school rolled her eyes and murmured, "doubt it."

I crossed my arms with hostility, "why are you here? It's late."

The girl rolled her eyes, "I know what time it is but I need to talk to you, we need to talk to you."

"Who is 'we'?" I asked confused. The girls eyes hardened, "My partner and I first."

"Can't this wait until Monday?" I asked annoyed while crossing my arms in front of me. They were really getting on my nerves these guys. They ignored me when I told them to leave me alone. Maybe I should get a restraining order, I thought. That would be easy since my aunt was a lawyer and all.

The girl stayed quiet and then she turned away and she called back to me, "fine, but on Monday you better hear us out or we'll force you and it won't be pretty."

I nodded and I waved her off while rolling my eyes. Yeah right, who did they think they were? I closed the door before locking it and putting the knife down, I didn't know I was still holding it but I placed it on the kitchen counter. Once I was back in the living room laying down I thought about everything.

My sister, I wondered how she was, where she was. Did she miss me? Would she ever come back?

Then my mind drifted to Ethan, and my building hate for him and his brothers after what they put me and my family through.

Lastly, my mind drifted to more current events, to the mysterious boy, or how Clary called him: 'weirdo guy' and his equally creepy friend, 'Gothic chic'. Were they really going to force me to listen to them? And if they did, how would they force me? What was so important that I had to listen to them?

I pushed the thought out of my mind and I wrapped the blankets tighter around me as I tried to fall asleep. This time, I was successful.