Fear

“Oh, my God,” I cried out. “He is here!”

What should I do? I glanced around the room searching for where to hide, but there was none. And there's no way I would jump down a two-story building, risking my life. 

I entered the bathroom, locked it up behind me, then curl up on the floor in a corner of the bathroom. 

My heart was pounding so fast, that I could practically hear it. Oh, God, why is this happening to me? Why did he find me the moment I decided to let down my guards? No, how did he manage to find me in the first place?

Gosh, I'm so stupid. Of course, he would find me, he pointed out the location. I should have changed location. Again, how will I know he meant it when he said he'd come after me?

A loud bang sounded from the room and I knew he has broken the bedroom door. Good lord. He's definitely serious this time. 

“I can smell you, empath! Come out now before I find you.” his deep