Thriller
BELLA'S POV
It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark
Fuck. Why did I fall asleep tonight? Fuck. And why did Charlie have to be a heavy sleeper? I swear, if I was screaming for my life and someone shot me, he still wouldn't wake up… And what's that melody? Ah, great. It's the freakin' thing that lulled me into this stupid flash! I think I recognize the song… it's one I haven't heard for in a long time… it's a composition… I think it's Claire De Lune by Debussy.
Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes
You're paralyzed
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Okay, um, this is the first flash I've had in two months. So, I'm kind of freaked out since I haven't had one in a while. Shit, don't tell me I've stopped breathing… I hate that part about the flash. When it's over I stand up fast as if I just had a nightmare and I start breathing heavily. Okay, try to move a limb or something. Scream. Try to scream. Maybe you'll be able to scream like you were able to. Wait, when I was able to scream, no one was around me. Dammit!
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one's gonna save you from the beast about strike
You know it's thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
Agh! Why do I hear people worrying and screaming and panicking?
"The Spanish Influenza is taking more lives than we can save!"
"Keep a positive state! Stop worrying about the negative! The pandemonium of the outbreak will end soon. I hope."
Spanish Influenza? Huh, I think I might have to Google that once I get out of this flash…
I started coughing and wheezing. Gah, coughing makes my lungs hurt. I let out a whimper of pain.
Why is there a silhouette leaning towards me? Gah, I feel so weak in this flash. Ah! My neck! Ah! It burns! It feels as if something's burning my insides! Shit! The pain is making me thrash around.
You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination, girl!
But all the while you hear the creature creeping up behind
You're out of time
I feel cold hands lifting me up and carrying me somewhere else. The cold hands feel soothing against the being burned feeling.
"Don't worry, son, the burning will end in three days." Said the voice from the body that was carrying me.
Okay. So I was a dude in this flash. All right, I've been women or men in the flashes.
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes, girl
Thriller, thriller night
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
Then, the burning feeling intensified more than I ever thought possible. I felt my back arch upwards. I felt myself grip whatever I was on tightly while I let out a scream of pain.
"Two more days, son, two more days. I promise the burning will end in two days. I promise."
Wait. Dammit! Don't tell me I have to endure a while more of this burning! I feel for the person who dealt with the burning…
Night creatures calling, the dead start to walk in their masquerade
There's no escaping the jaws of the alien this time
(They're open wide)
This is the end of your life
The burning just intensified more and more by the hour. I could faintly hear the ticking of my alarm clock going at regular speed. Just then, the burning intensified more. I let out another scream of pain. I felt my back arch upwards again while I gripped the sides of whatever I was resting on harder this time.
"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. But the burning will end tomorrow. I'm sorry."
Every time I let out a howl of pain, the same voice apologized for making me feel the burning.
The burning really intensified right now. I was seriously screaming my lungs out. All the fire was leading to my heart. I just noticed that my heartbeat was faster than a normal one.
All of a sudden, the burning was leaving from my fingertips and toes. The fire was being soothed by the cool feeling that started at my fingertips and toes. I am grateful for that. What I'm not grateful for is that the burning was intensifying in my heart. My heart was beating faster as if I'm running a marathon.
"The burning is going to stop soon, son. It's going to end. You won't have to endure it ever again. I promise. It's not going to happen ever again."
Then, all of a sudden, all the fire was at my heart. It was a battle: fire versus ice. I really hope ice would win. Then, my heart started beating in a frenzy. And, then it stopped. All I heard was silence. There was no more burning. The ice had won.
I hope Edward's going to be alright about this. His mother told me to do whatever I could to save her son. And I did. I just hope he forgives me for turning him into a vampire.
I couldn't open my eyes. Instead, I started to feel consciousness again and woke up screaming and panting in my bed at home.
I felt as if someone was watching me. My eyes were wary as they kept on looking around the room. Good thing I don't have neighbors or else they would have to face with me screaming whenever I got the flashes.
I screamed again but in frustration. Why can I never decode these flashes? I have no idea in hell what to do with them.
They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side
They will possess you unless you change that number on your dial
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together, yeah
All through the night I'll save you from the terror on the screen
I'll make you see
All of a sudden, I felt silent trails of silent tears fall down my cheeks and onto my comforter. Why the hell was I crying? Instead of getting up and punching the wall like I wanted to, I curled up into the fetal position and kept on crying while I rested my chin on my knees. I hate the flashes! They always make me cry! Why did I have to be given this? Why? I can't take it!
Then, I heard movement around my room but I didn't pay attention to it. I was still too caught up about the flash. All of a sudden, I was picked up from my fetal position, and into the lap of someone. A cold hand rubbed the small of my back in circles while the other one stroked my hair carefully.
I lifted my arms and clung to the shirt of the person while I cried silently and my sobs echoed in the room.
That this is thriller, thriller night
'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try
Thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a
Killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
Girl, I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try
Thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller, ow!
"It was just a nightmare. Nothing happened to you. You're fine. Nothing's wrong." Said a velvety voice. Probably from said stranger I was cuddling with and clinging on for dear life.
I sobbed more.
"It-it'll never end." I sobbed again. "It-it-it'll keep coming back until the day I die." Sob.
"What do you mean?"
I waited until I calmed down enough so I wouldn't stutter anymore.
"I mean that they will not stop until I die." I looked down at my wrists. I remember when I had started cutting. I remember that I had tried to end my life after a couple of flashes. They were just too much for me to handle. The emotion was too great. Good thing a ghost popped up and told me to stop. It was girl about my age who said that she was cutting to end her life. She let me see her ghostly wrists. I couldn't take it. That alone scared me, not the ghost who was standing right in front of my face. I had stopped cutting that day. All that remains of that past, is the scars.
I felt his gaze fall to my wrists also. He gasped when he saw the scars.
"The will keep coming and haunt me in my sleep. I will never be at rest." I lifted my head and glared at the wall remembering all the flashed I've had since I turned ten. I kept on glaring at the wall while I talked to him. "Almost every time I fall asleep since I was ten, I have woken up screaming. My mother just says it's nightmares, but I knew from the first time, that they weren't nightmares." I smiled evilly but still stared at the wall. "They were something else." And at that, I laughed evilly. I know I sound like a psychopath. But something always overcomes me when I talk about the flashes.
I felt him freeze. Good. I creeped him out.
"What do you mean?"
"It's my secret to tell or not. I will not tell. I need a secret in order to tell one."
I felt him freeze again. Score two.
"What?"
"I mean, I will not spill mine until you spill yours, Edward." I heard him take a sharp breath and freeze again. Score three.
(I'm gonna thrill ya tonight)
Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y'alls neighborhood
I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, ooh baby
I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, oh darlin'
Thriller night, baby, ooh!
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
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song: Thriller by Michael Jackson