The way we was…

Preface

Slowly I turned, feeling her cold breath on my back; it sent chills down my spine and made me want her all the more. Then I felt a small object hit me in the temple, slowly my vision blurred and my senses dulled until I was, probably, a lifeless wreck on the floor. Then in my last few seconds of consciousness I heard her beautiful voice, which sounded like a choir of angels singing, screaming my name in pain.

'Alice, I'm so sorry, Please Alice answer me, please, don't leave me!'

Chapter 1

The ride down to the state of Washington was a long one from Alberta but if it took me away from the asylum then good riddance. Girls my age were usually worried about whether a boy liked them or if their make up looked alright but for me it was whether I was being stalked or hunted by the doctors from the many hospitals I had been transferred through. The hospitals were probably the worst part of my 16 year old life so far even though I had been stabbed on the way down from Alberta and was now bleeding to death in the back of a taxi I had gotten in Seattle. Slowly but surely I could feel my feet losing feeling.

'How much longer until we get to Forks'

'About ten minute's lady, if we take a short cut I know' replied my dubious cabdriver.

Now I don't know whether it was from blood loss or sleep deprivation that I agreed to this shortcut knowing full well, in my sub-conscious that I had seen the 'Welcome to Forks – population' sign about five minute's ago that I was being had or worse. Knowing my luck it was the 'or worse' part of the bargain. I got my answer a few seconds after thinking this when the cabby turned to me and said.

'How much?'

'For what?' I asked, then like a slap in the face it hit me, he thought with me being small, travelling light and wore very little clothing (which was courtesy of a few molesters just past the Canadian border). That this man thought I was a prostitute.

'Come on you sluttish whore, tell me, how much?'

'I'm not a fucking whore you dirty old pervert I'm just trying to get home!' I shouted at him, I could feel my voice waver from my now almost gushing wound.

I turned to open the door of the taxi as I heard the bolt locks slam shut as the freak in the cab with me hit them with his hands. He was now uncomfortably close to me and I wanted him as far away from me as possible. Then I felt a familiar sensation and I thought to my self 'Why do I have to have a vision now of all tim...' my eyes glossed over.

I saw myself lying what looked like dead on a table in the centre of the room but I was not alone. I was with a small group of fierce but incredibly beautiful people all standing around my limp body. The worried feeling that over whelmed me shocked me. My limp body started small but regular spasm, the figures started murmuring between them and I felt as if they were saying something about me but I couldn't tell. Suddenly my back arched and my body violently jerked three times and fell dormant to the table. Then all I could see was my body slowly rise un-aided and look at me with penetrating, blood red, soulless eyes and just smile at me.

Abruptly, I was back in the taxi I felt a calming sensation that slowly went away as I felt my toes in a slimy place. I forced myself to look but found myself looking at the very thing I feared would be there, the cabby in all his creepiness was sucking on the toes of my left foot. I felt myself shiver as his tongue went expertly in and out of the gaps between my toes. I felt like hitting him but as I went to hit him all I could feel was an agonising wave of pain as I took pressure off of my wounded side. 'Brilliant' I thought to myself 'I'm stuck in a taxi with a pervert with a gapping knife wound and I can't get out, what else could possibly go wrong'

'Gavin, you in there?' whispered a voice from outside.

'Yeah' replied the pervert happily sucking my foot as he unlocked the passenger side door.

I went to scream help but then I saw where I was, in the middle a fucking no-where with not one, not two but three perverts all around me. I guess that it could get worse.