This is another new story of mine, and just like 'So Know You've Gone and Broke My Heart' ideas for this one turn up when I am trying to finish other stories of mine
This is another new story of mine, and just like 'So Know You've Gone and Broke My Heart' ideas for this one turn up when I am trying to finish other stories of mine. So for those who are not familiar with how I work the more reviews I get (good or bad) the more I write. Sorry, but I need motivation. I hope you enjoy.
The moon hung in the sky casting an eerie glow on the small town. All sounds were hushed as she walked slowly down the brick road; her shoes making a soft clank against the brick.
"Hello?" She called softly, but no one answered. She moved forward timidly, and called again. "Hello?" She called louder this time.
"I'm sorry." The words echoed off the empty street, but she couldn't find the source from which the voice came.
"Hello?" Her voice was no longer calm, but a rising panic as she forced her feet forward.
"I'm sorry." She spun around, but the street was empty. It was just her as it had always been. The voice that echoed was haunting, and it sent shivers up her spine.
"Who's there?" The girl stopped in the middle of the street. Her breaths were coming in short supply.
"I should have been there." The echo seemed to get louder, and the girl spun around trying to catch the direction of the voice.
"Should have been where?" She cried desperately trying to pry answers from the unknown voice. She pulled at the ends of her long black hair searching for away to escape her fear.
"I'm sorry I should have been there. I have failed." The girl staggered backwards as a silhouette figure appeared at the end of the road.
"Who have you failed?" She cried backing up slowly. The figure took one step forward and then vanished. She spun around quickly searching for the figure her hair began to grow short and the color left her skin.
"You, Alice." The voice whispered in her ear. Alice spun around and…..
Alice Cullen found herself falling off her seat by the window. She was sprawled on the floor with her breaths coming quick and uneasy.
"Alice, what's wrong? What did you see?" Jasper leaned down beside her helping her to her feet. Alice leaned her head against her husband's shoulder as her mind tried to catch up with her. It had all seemed so really.
"It wasn't a vision. It was a nightmare." She said quickly though she knew it sounded absurd. Vampires don't have nightmares.
"Want to talk about it?" He asked holding his wife close, and she shook her head.
"No, I need to lie down." She kissed his lips, and made her way to their room. Nothing made sense she thought as she laid on her bed. Who had failed her? Was this a vision or was her mind playing a trick on her? The figure from the 'vision' had been a girl from what Alice could tell by her voice, but other then that there was no details to who it might have been. She couldn't stay still her mind just kept repeating those same words.
"I'm sorry I should have been there. I have failed." The words echoed just like they had on the street. Staring at the ceiling her mind slowly became at peace like she had woken up from a bad dream. She shut her eyes and listened to the gentle howl of the wind outside.
"You have forgotten us, Alice." A voice called it was the same voice; Alice's eyes sprang open; she was no longer in her room. A lonely unmanaged grave yard met her gaze as she sat up. She had been lying underneath a grave stone covered in old vines. The figure sat on a stone near by, but this time she was only half concealed in the shadows of an over hanging willow tree staring out over the hill at the rest of the graves.
"Us? Who have I forgotten?" Alice asked slowly rising to her feet. It was clear now the figure was indeed a girl, and when Alice asked her question she had turned her head slightly. In the moonlight Alice was able to make out half of her body; She could see her long brown hair and one of her brown honey eyes. She wore a brown knee length skirt with a white button up blouse with her hands folded in her lap. Her feet had white knee length socks with brown uniform shoes swung and made a loud thumb every time it hit the gravestone.
"Your family, Alice." Alice took one step closer, and the girl turned her gaze back on the rest of the graves her hair falling to cover her face. Alice stopped.
"My family is fine; my husband is down stairs…"
"No, Alice. Your real family." Alice stared at the girl hoping she would turn to meet her gaze. No such move was made, but her manner was worried, but her voice had taken a dry lifeless tone, and didn't match with her movements.
"Only my niece is still alive, and she won't remember me." Alice said trying hard to justify her actions. The girl dropped her head and shook it slightly; brown locks sparkling in the moon. Alice expected her to sound amused by the way she was acting, but her voice came out the same.
"You know where the answers lye." The girls sat propping herself on her feet still hiding partly in the shadows. She began walking down the hill, and Alice made to follow, but suddenly stopped.
"What does that mean?" She called to her back, and the girl stopped, but didn't turn around.
"You know where the answers lye." She repeated and continued walking. Alice groaned in frustration.
"Fine! Can I at least know your name?" She yelled to her. The girl slowed, but didn't stop.
"I have many names." This time there was a slight amused ring to the dead voice, but not much, and Alice imagined a small smile on her face. "When you find the one you know me by then call to me." Alice shut her eyes and took a deep annoyed breath.
"How will I know it's you?" This time the girl stopped and turned around. She was to far for Alice to see her face, but she could tell that the girl knew she was irritated with her.
"You'll know." Her words seemed to travel on the wind.
"What if I don't…"
"You'll know trust me." The wind blew slightly and then the girl was gone. Alice shoot up again and raced down stairs. Jasper watched as his wife entered the family room wide eyed. The family, and Bella looked at her worried.
"Alice, are you…"
"We need to go to Biloxi, Mississippi."
