Welcome to another story of mine! Just so you know, I don't own Red Eye in anyway…especially Jackson –sniff- wish I did though. Anways, have a good time reading thanks :D
Oh yeah, reviewers please review and no flamers, if you don't like it move along and don't read please. Thanks.
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Chapter 1
Lose
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Midnight in New Zealand. All you can hear in the city of Auckland is the beating of waves against the shore. Lying awake in her bed was Alanta Couprie. Alanta sat up and looked out of her window towards the ocean across the road. She smiled softly. The oean always has always put her at ease since she can remember. As Alanta sat there, her bedroom door silently opened, letting the lght from behind it fall onto herself and her bed.
Alanta turned round quickly. She looked at the person that intruded into her room. Alanta let a sigh run as she realized it was her foster father. "Rigers you scared me…" Alanta said silently. Rigers smiled softly and sat on the end of the bed. "What's wrong Rigers?" She asked as she moved to sit next to him. Alanta stopped quickly as she looked out of her door. Two men werestanding there with their guns aimed onto Rigers.
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Alanta's eyes shot open as she sat up quickly. She looked around her. It was dark but she could just make out two bodys sitting next to her. She smiled to herself knowing them to be her foster parents. Alanta crawled over tears forming in her ice blue eyes. Her hands reached up as she touched her foster mothers face. It was cold and stiff. Alanta panicked and felt for a pulse.
There was not one!
Alanta screamed crawling away quickly. Her arms hitting another body. She screamed and turned round and saw her foster father. "Rigers! Please talk to me! Rigers!" She felt for a pulse as her tears fogged her vision. Just like her foster mother…he didn't have one either. Silent tears fell down fast. She crawled to a corner beside the door. Alanta hugged herself into a tight ball and realized, she was alone again. Like she had been after the accident back home in Maimi.
"Please Papa, don't hurt mummy! Please stop! You hurting mummy!" She screamed. The door opened and a bag dropped to the floor beside the table. Alanta ran out of the kitchen and to the front door, hugging her older brother tightly.
"Stop him! Daddy hurt mummy!Stop him!" Alanta screamed crying heavily. Blood flowing from her eyebrow. He frowned holding Alanta's hand.
"It will be fine Alanta. I want you to take my phone," he put his cellophone into his sisters hands, "Run to the police, run as fast as you can okay?" Alanta nodded crying.
"But you get hurt…" Alanta said through sobs.
"I will meet you there, I promise! Jusr un till you get there!" He hugged her tightly and kissed her head softly. "Go Alanta, Run!"
Alanta did as he said, holding the phone tightly as she ran crying. That was the last time she would see her brother for years. The four year old Alanta just ran to the police station as fast as her little legs would allow her to.
Alanta cried harder as the memory past through her mind…
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Love you writer,
Jo (madamfluff)
