Everyone's an Enemy, Or So We Thought
Chapter 1
This is a new story, I don't know if it's a good idea or not it was an idea I had for a while. Anyway tell me what you think =) and if I should carry this on, like all my rejected stories I'll continue to write them anyway just not on here. So let me know and enjoy,
Sasha XxxX
"Alice hurry up!" I called down the hall as I stuffed necessities into a messenger bag.
"I'm trying" Alice called back, her voice strained. I finished and slung the bag over my shoulder. Jogging down the hall I burst into Alice's room to find clothes sprawled across the floor, so that it looked like there wasn't even a floor at all.
"Alice you can't take it all we have to go!" it pained Alice to leave clothes behind but it had to be done, Alice needed to leave…we needed to leave.
My name is Isabella Swan, best friend of Mary Alice Brandon, but she prefers to be called Alice, and I prefer to be called Bella. Alice's parents took me into when both my mother and father died of tuberculosis. Alice had been my best friend ever since I moved in, and seeing as I came to live with them when I was 3 we've been best friends for 13 years.
Me and Alice had our birthdays 3 days apart. Alice's was on the 9th of June and mine was on the 12th. Both born in 1901, both turned 16 last week. Alice's parent want to institutionalize Alice in an asylum, I wasn't about to let that happen.
You see Alice has a sort of precognition, she can see what's going to happen. She wasn't crazy but no one seemed to believe us. We were running away; Alice wasn't crazy and she doesn't deserve to be but into a nut house full of nut cases. Her sister, Cynthia has promised to hold off the family until we have time to escape; we haven't told her much, just that we have to go away.
Cynthia is too young to understand why we have to go away, because Alice's parents do not wish for her to know that Alice will be sent to an Asylum.
"Are you ready?" I asked Alice, she nodded,
"Are you?" I smiled and nodded back,
"Let's go" We ran out the back door, Alice's bag bulging as she had tried to stuff her whole wardrobe in there. Mine looking scarily similar, the difference was mine wasn't filled with just clothes. I had food, medical kits, everything we could need. Money, passports, the works.
We were on edge but no one in the streets knew that we were running away, so we had no reason to be. However, that did not shake the feeling that we were alone; and being watched.
We kept up a brisk pace until we came to the outskirts of town, we looked back once and sighed. We hadn't spoke much it was thoughtful silence since we left the house; but Alice broke it,
"I guess this is goodbye Biloxi" Alice gave a small, sad wave. I grasped Alice's hand in mine and we walked away from our hometown, heads held high.
*~(2 Weeks later)~*
"Do we have anymore water?" Alice asked, I nodded and handed her a glass. We had mode a small 'camp', if you will, In the forest a few miles away from Biloxi. Search parties were still raging, but we were fending for ourselves well.
A nice old man gave us food and water weekly, he was strange but he was nice. His eyes were very dark, and he looked week. I felt bad for taking food off him, he obviously worked hard for it. He looked permanently ill with his pale skin, he said he would keep a look out for us; but I couldn't help but think there was a double meaning to his words, it was the way he said them.
"Bella, I hear something" Alice whispered, frightened,
"Probably just a rabbit or something, if it makes you feel better we can climb that tree?" Alice wasn't one of the outdoors, me on the other hand was constantly partaking in 'male' sports and activities, they were far more entertaining than sewing. Alice made a face but nodded anyway. It took me seconds to scale the tall cedar; Alice, however, was struggling.
"Here" I whispered, asking for her hand. She took my outstretched arm and I yanked her up. She blew her hair out of her eyes, I laughed. I guess the way we were complete opposites made us even stronger as friends. And our heated debates filled the time.
"Do you still hear it?" I asked her, she shook her head.
"I think it would have heard us anyway" she laughed, I nodded,
"So how are your clothes holding up?" I asked conversationally, and giggled as she went into a rant about how she got a mud stain on the hem of her dress the other day.
*~(The next day)~*
"Good morning sleepy head" I greeted Alice as I stirred the soup in our make shift stove. Alice sat up, her blanket over her lap, as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She yawned loudly, stretching her arms above her head.
"Mornin' " she replied sleepily. I smiled,
"Hungry?" I pointed my wooden spoon at the pot, her eyes widened,
"You bet" I suppressed a laughing fit.
"Can you look after this while I go find the old man?" she nodded, "Can you ask for some bread this time?" I raised an eye brow,
"We will take what we are given" I said in a disapproving tone,
"Fine" Alice whined.
I whistled as I strolled out of the woods, checking no one was watching I hopped over the old mans fence. He was standing by the back door,
"Hello dear" I smiled at his kind face,
"Good morning" I greeted cheerily, then, I heard a blood curdling scream. I winced and then froze in shock.
"Alice" for some reason I knew that it wasn't a rabbit that scared her this time.
"He's found you" the old man whispered,
"What? Who's found us? What are you talking about!" I was panicking, and shrieked as the old man threw down his dish towel he had been holding and threw me on his back.
"Hold on" he wasn't the frail old man anymore as he flew through the forest, he was some sort of supernatural being. The trees were moving so fast it made me dizzy, suddenly we came to a halt. I covered my mouth to muffle to scream that emitted from my mouth as I saw a pale faced stranger stalking towards Alice.
The stranger lunged at Alice, her small featured morphed in a mask of pain and fright. The stranger sung his teeth into Alice neck as she thrashed and screamed and I was powerless. I never felt so useless in my entire life.
To my surprise, the old man flew through the air and straight into the horrid stranger leaving Alice riving on the floor. I ran over to Alice and heard a deafening crack along with a low growl, an animalistic growl. If I wasn't so preoccupied with Alice I would have been terrified.
Then a metallic screech echoed through the silent forest, even Alice had froze; or maybe time just slowed for a moment, because soon after Alice started screaming again. The old man turned round, behind him was the torn body parts of the stranger alight in a roaring fire.
"I'm sorry, but I have to" he whispered to me,
"Have to what?" I asked, confused,
"He had a mate, she will come for him; and find you. She will kill you because she can't kill her" he replied pointed at Alice, I winced at his reasoning,
"What is it you have to do? I don't understand" he looked upset, torn, and unwilling.
"It's best if you don't young one, it's best you don't" I furrowed my brow in confusion, but then I understood as his sharp razor like teeth slowly sunk into the skin on my exposed shoulder.
So what did you think? Should I carry on? I'm ill at the moment but when I'm better I'll act on your decision. Happy reading,
Sasha XxxX