Left For Dead: Alice Cullen's Story

Chapter 4

Friends Never Last

I sat there; motionless. I was stunned by Evan secret. Then I thought,' Maybe Harry put it there as a joke he probably thought I would make friends with the neighbor, but there's only one way to find out if it's true or not…ask him. Then again, I can't just go up to him and be like, hey Evan! Are you dead?' I knew I would regret doing this but I had to. I packed up all my stuff and dumped them in to an old beat up duffel bag. I picked it up and slung it over my shoulder and grabbed the picture on the way out. I walked over to Evans house and banged on his door. After about three knocks he opened the door.

"Hey Alice! So, what brings you to my house?"

"Are you dead?"

"What? Huh? What are you talking about?" He asked

I showed him the picture and he looked shocked.

"Okay, I am dead, but please don't be scared!"

"I knew it," I said tearing up.

"Alice wait!"

I ignored him and started walking away back to the subway station. Just then a tall man were standing before me. He was wearing old beat up clothing and he smelled as if they slept in a dumpster.

"Alice Brandon, is it?" He said, his voice was kind," To make this easy, don't scream or anything just don't be stubborn and hop into this bag…'Kay?" He said holding open a big brown bag.

I was speechless.

"Okay, I see we have to do this the hard way…"He said holding a gun up to my head.

Just then Evan appeared from behind the man," Leave Alice alone" Evan said trying to be brave… and he was.

"Do you want me to shoot you too?" The man said with confidence turning around to face him.

Evan looked infuriated his hands clutched up into fists. Just then, he pulled one fist back and smacked it forward to the mans nose. Blood flung everywhere, the mans nose looked as if it was compressed back into his skull.

Evan grabbed the gun and pointed it at him," Will you leave her alone now?"

"All I needed was money, my wife is dead, in heaven, and now I'm going to see her" He said under his breath as he slowly died.

I stared into Evans beautiful eyes, he saved my life. He looked sad and walked away staring at the floor.

"Don't go! I don't care what you are, you can be anything I don't care if you're a microphone worm, a book, I'll still—I'll still" I couldn't even finish my sentence

"That was the most cheesy thing I have ever heard…So, your staying here? Your not going?"

I shook my head. As he was walking toward me, he held out his hand smiling. I shook it awkwardly, as he pulled me closer, then he swiftly kissed me.

"Why do you always seem to attract robbers? "He asked

"You really shouldn't have done that" Jasper said with a smile suddenly appearing beside us; I jumped

"What are you talking about Blondie?" Evan said adding too much exaggeration on the last word.

"What? He really shouldn't have kissed me or saved me…I'm confused" I said

"He shouldn't have kissed you—do you want me to tell her why?" Jasper said still smiling at Evan.

"No, I'll tell her" Evan said as his body stiffened up; he look scared. He grabbed both my hands. "When you kiss a dead heart, you sort of see other dead hearts that others don't see"

"What?" I asked confused

"You're going to start seeing dead people, zombie calls them dead hearts," Jasper said interrupting Evan who was about to speak before him.

"Nice try guys, the next thing your going to tell me is when you kiss a human water come out of your ears "I said jokingly

Suddenly I saw something jolt at me; it looked like a little girl! She had brown tangled hair and she had bruises and cuts all over her as if someone tried to put her under a lawnmower. As she jolted at me, Evan tackled me to the hard cement street. I saw the girl, turn around to face Evan and I on the floor. She just stood there in silence and disappeared.

"Okay, I believe you now" I said in terror

"If your scared I can protect you, I can see them too, since I'm a dead hart and all" Evan said blushing.

Jasper made a gagging sound.

"Why don't you just leave Blondie? All you bring to us is misery," Evan snapped standing up, and holding out a had to help me up.

"Shut up! Why don't you go back to the grave, and take you fake sensitivity with you" Jasper replied

Evan grabbed Jasper by his neck and crashed him up to a tree. He swiftly took out a sharp pocketknife from his pocket. He took the large knife and held it up to Jaspers throat.

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