Sorry this took so long. Hope you enjoy the second chapter :)
''Alice.''
I was shaking and my mouth was slightly open, ready to let out a scream but I was so terrified I couldn't let out a single sound. I just stared at the shadow repeating my name all over again wondering what to do. Or more importantly, what IT will do with me. I stepped back hoping I'll grab something and hit the thing with it. Unfortunately the only thing behind me was the window so luck wasn't exactly on my side. I was waiting for the shadow to do something when suddenly it stopped saying my name and reached for my arm.
''What the HELL are you doing freak!?'' I screamed. My back was against the window now. I thought of trying to open the window quickly and jump but I'd probably die because it was way too high. I was still waiting for the shadow's reply but it just kept reaching for a part of my body to grab without rest. I was scared and on the verge of tears, when suddenly the door burst open and there stood Jake. He was looking at the shadow looking as scared as I am. He immediately ran out of the room and the shadow turned its attention to him and followed him.
''Thanks best friend,'' I said behind him, but I couldn't exactly stay mad at him. I step out of my room trying to figure out where Jake and the shadow are. I trip on something and fall on my face. Ouch. I noticed he dropped something while he was running, so I picked it up and giggled. It was my Peter Pan book! How did Jake find it? I ran faster downstairs with the book in my hands. I noticed the front door was open so I figured they must've gone outside. Shit, now I definitely lost them! I stepped outside my house and screamed Jake's name. Again. And again. I said his name the fourth time with tears streaming down my face. What honestly just happened? Where is he? I kept the shadow in the back of my mind as well, wondering if It did something to him. Just the thought of Jake getting hurt brought more tears to my eyes.
''Alice?'' it was my mom's voice behind me. I didn't want to turn around. I didn't want her to see me hurt or crying. I heard her footsteps approaching me and felt her hug from behind. She didn't say anything or asked me a thing. She was just quiet and was hugging me in silence. I was in my pajamas and it was cold outside so I turned around and hugged her back absorbing her warmth. I'm sure she could feel my tears on her neck but I didn't care.
''C'mon let's go inside dear. You'll catch a cold,'' she whispered in my ear. As I pulled my hand to my cheeks to wipe off my tears I noticed I was still holding the book in my hands and I didn't want mom to see it, so I just tucked it in my bottoms.
I followed my mom inside the house and ran upstairs. I collapsed on the bed, silently crying because I didn't want my mom to hear it. I lifted my head to look up to see my still closed window. Maybe the shadow will come back.
''And it'll take me to the place where it took Jake,'' I tried to be positive. I don't even know if it really was the shadow who took him. I wiped the tears off my face once again and pulled the book out. I opened it and noticed it had some dirt in between the pages. It was clear that someone threw it on the ground. So apparently my mom threw it out the window and Jake seemed to notice it as he was walking home. It still wasn't clear to me why my mom disliked me liking this book so much. I put it on my desk next to my bed. It was all confusing and I was so damn close from having a breakdown.
I got up and went to open the window in hope for the shadow to come back. I stared out of it for a while and thought about Jake.
''I'll save you Jake. Don't you worry,'' I say as if he could hear me even though I know he doesn't. All this crying and the cold weather got me tired so I decided to go to sleep. The window was open and it'll stay that way throughout the whole night. I was strong about making this decision and no matter how scared I was, I wanted to do this. For him. For Jake.
It was around 10am and I woke up with my room being a mess. Snow was falling in my room and it was covering half my room. I'm pretty sure I could make a damn snowman out of all this snow. Thinking of this brought back another memory from last night. How I wanted to kick the snowmen in my neighborhood and Jake refused to join me. I was so glad we don't have school this week because of Christmas being so near and I have thought of the possibility that I might have to spend it without Jake. Might.
Clearly the shadow didn't take me anywhere while I was sleeping so that was kind of disappointing but I still had hope for tonight. I went downstairs to get breakfast. Used to my mom being at the table at this hour, drinking coffee and eating toast, I was surprised to not find her there.
''Mom?'' I asked for her. There was no reply, so I thought she overslept so I brushed every bad thought off. I grabbed an apple and went to my room to clean the snow.
The cleaning took freaking forever. I imagined Jake being with me in the room, cleaning the snow with me.
''Why are you even cleaning SNOW Alice? It's just going to melt you silly.'' ''Yeah, I don't want my stuff wet, you idiot.''
I sighed. I missed him SO bad. And it's only been a day. I looked at my room and saw that just throwing the snow out the window isn't going to be fast enough. What if I vacuum the snow? It was probably a dumb idea but I'm an idiot anyway so what the hell.
''Mom? Where's the vacuum cleaner!?'' I scream from my room. No reply.
''MOM? WHERE'S THE VACUUM CLEANER!?'' I scream a bit louder. Still no reply. What is she, dead or something? I fast walked to her bedroom to wake her up, only to find her whole room being covered in snow and her window wide open.
''Mom?'' I ask with tears in my eyes.
