Well, here it is! The second chapter in less than a week ;) I'm starting the third one now. I will update a lot since I'm on summer break and I really wanna spit out this story; or at least get to the good parts. This is another introductory paragraph, much like the first. So it's short; they'll start getting longer, I promise. Tell me what you think!
Chapter 2:
AlicePOV
Today is a bad day, a very bad day. Something is off, wrong. But what the hell is it? I can feel that it isn't right, and I can see something going wrong today. I just wish I could know what so I could avoid it. My whole teenage life has been spent purposely avoiding any sort of thing that could set me back. Set me back to a much darker place, one I don't think about; an unspeakable place. And today, today something is going to happen. Is it going to be super bad, I just don't know what. I can't live with this uncertainty. I need to make sure I stay away from anything just a little triggering today.
But most importantly, I need my pills. Where the fuck did I put those suckers?
I tore up my whole room searching for the little white pills that will slow my head and numb my heart. These pills are the only reason I function at all. The only reason I'm alive. Yes, I know they're bad to take blah, blah, blah 'popping pills is bad for you. You're only hurting yourself more.' I've heard it all before. But you know what? I do not give a fuck. They help. Pain killers, kill pain; I'm in pain, they're doing their job. Something has to do what it is supposed to do.
Ah ha! Here we are, come to mama.
I swallowed two pills quick, stuffed the remaining in my purse and threw some clothes on for school. Most people thought I planned out the crazy outfits I wore every day, but in all truth I just don't care what I'm wearing. I throw on random outfits and that's as far as my effort in clothes goes.
I need to hurry and eat before I throw up from taking these pills on an empty stomach..
I rushed down stairs and to the kitchen, my aunt already had breakfast on the table. Eggs, sausage and toast. Damn I love this woman. I scarfed down the food, moaning at the taste. She is a fantastic cook. I ate all my food, because you know, breakfast is the most important meal of the day! And my only meal.
"Here, dear." Aunt Suzy handed me my anti-depressants and orange juice. Ah, yes, another pill. Wouldn't hurt anything to take more, huh? No, not at all. "Have a great day at school, Alice! I'm off to work."
"Bye, Suzy!" The door slammed shut and her car drove away.
Now where did I hide the vodka? I hurried back up to my room to find the water bottle full of liquid goodness, before Rose showed up to whisk me away to school.
Rosalie Hale is the most beautiful woman you will ever come in contact with; long, slim legs, thick hips, small waist, full breast and the longest, most golden hair to ever be grown by anyone ever. Her eyes were the strangest color, almost a violet. They were beautiful. The best thing about having Rose as a friend; she is the most loyal person ever. Once she allowed you to be her friend, she would protect you and support you 'til death. There are no exceptions to that, she may not support your decisions, but she'll stand by you no matter what. I think most of it has to do with that she doesn't have a real family, ya know? Her daddy left when she was twelve and her mom has been a drunk since she birthed her. She grew up alone mostly- well besides us. The whole group- well no even a group, a family- were like that, we stuck together.
Here! I most have threw it under my bed last night. I ran to the kitchen to fill it up real quick before Rose showed up. Screwing on the top I heard her horn. Perfect timing, Rosie.
"Hello, Rose!" I sang to my best friend as I climbed in her little red sports car.
"Good morning, Alice. More 'happy juice' today?" She gestured to my bottle. That's what we called it- the vodka. I laughed at her and handed her the bottle so she could take a sip. We shared everything, even misery. That is what best friends do.
"Why Rose, you know I can't leave the house without it! How would I fare?" I dramatically placed the back of my hand on my forehead. I could feel the pills kicking in a little. Good.
She handed the bottle back to me as we pulled in the school parking lot. The best part about living in Forks is that everything is within ten minutes of each other. The town was small, but dreary. Every day I dreamed about big cities; the hustle bustle of hundreds of people on streets hurrying to get where they were going. The closest I got to that here are the halls between classes and that's a piss poor comparison.
We were the last in the group to show, like always. Me and Rosie walked arm-in-arm to the picnic table where the rest of us sat. Jasper and Peter were sitting side by side on top of the table with their feet on the bench. Charlotte sat between her boyfriend, Peter's, legs. Peter and Jasper were twins; fraternal but they looked a lot alike. They have the same facial structure; high cheek bones, long noses, strong jaws. Jasper has startling blue eyes, while Peter has green ones; Jasper's hair is golden brown, Peter's is more of a light brown. They are both extremely attractive. Charlotte has the lightest hair I've ever seen- almost a white blond. It is very pretty and shoulder length. She has brown eyes, and a small, slim body. Edward also sat at the table, on the other side with an un-lite cigarette dangling from his fingers. Edward is beautiful- in a manly way of course. His face has always been perfect, never a blemish of any sort. He has the brightest green eyes the shine all day. His penny- bronze hair always has that I-just-fucked look to it; he never brushes it.
"Ya know Eddie, these will kill you one day?" I said as I tugged the cigarette from his fingers and stomped on it. He scowled at me, screwing up his pretty face.
"Says the girl high on pills with a bottle of vodka in her hands." He mumbled angrily- taking my bottle and taking a sip. I giggled and kissed his cheek.
"Now, now. I don't have enough to share." I took my bottle and moved to the other side of him, stepping on to the bench. I tapped Jasper and Peter on the back of the head. "Hello, boys! Hey, Char!"
"Ali, how are ya?" Peter drawled, taking my bottle. Good lord, I should have brought two. Him and Jasper are from Texas and have the most delectable southern voices.
"Darlin'." Jasper raised his own bottle to me and winked. Great minds think alike.
"Morning, to you Alice." Char turned and beamed at me. Peter handed my bottle back to me, and we continued to talk about our weekend. We didn't do anything out of the usual; sat around at someone's house and got fucked up. I was itching for some real entertainment- we all are. Being bored leads us to cause some trouble. Lots of trouble. I smirked evilly in my head; I like trouble.
"Hear about the new kids coming?" Rose asked us. Oh yes, new toys.
"How interesting!" I clapped my hands. "Can we torture them?" The rest of the group laughed at me. Boo.
I felt a hand on my calf, "No, Alice, we can't torture innocent people." Edward chuckled from behind me. These guys are no fun.
"Well, we will just have to make sure they aren't innocent then, huh?" I hopped from the bench as the bell rang, grabbed Rose's arm in mine and headed to our first class.