Chapter 10: Hypnotizing
This chapter is dedicated to Night_Worlder_13
Rashel looked impatiently at a disappearing Hannah, controlling the urge to go after her.
Instead she got up and sat in Hannah's vacant seat. Theirry just looked at her, feeling an uncomfortable silence wash over them.
He immediately looked over at Quinn who was distracted by something Jez was doing not far away.
"Hello." He said simply, seemingly bent on occupying her till Quinn or Hannah came by.
"If you value your wife's life, than your going to get up and follow me out." She said, looking pointedly in the direction of the restrooms.
Theirry's head whipped in the same direction, "If you so much as scratch her-"
"Oh I plan on doing so much more, if you don't get up, right now." Rashel warned, narrowing her eyes, and getting up. She walked over to the door and turned around, waiting for him to get up.
Theirry did as he was told, stealing one look at Quinn who's attention was now solely focused on Rashel.
She walked ahead, passing Quinn, who dropped his head and pretended to be interested in his shoe.
As Theirry followed her, he shot a skeptical look at Quinn. He stopped for a second muttering, "Hannah's in the restroom, send Jez."
He then continued following her, weaving in and out of the crowds. He looked back and caught a glimpse of Jez's hair moving towards the restaurant.
One day, that's all she asked for, and i still manage to mess it up. I just hope Rashel doesn't do anything too stupid.
He watched as she disappeared into an alley way, then followed, looking back continually for some sign of Quinn, or Ash or just about anybody.
Rashel waited impatiently for him, staying hidden behind a trash can.
He appeared and walked cautiously into the alley, passing the spot where she was hidden.
Such a shame, This ones actually good-looking. Rashel thought, pulling out her gun.
She held it up, and before Theirry could turn around, she fired.
Before Rashel could fire again, something hit her, knocking her against the wall- dropping her gun in the process. She struggled to push herself up but whatever was on her only pressed her down. That's when she realized it wasn't a thing, it was a person- a man at that.
Finally she managed to push HIM away, her eyes searching for Theirry, and when she finally found him, she began wishing she hadn't.
Blood was pouring out of the bullet wound, but he was still standing still and perfectly at ease. He didn't make an attempt to cover the wound or even call out for help. The look on his face- that perfect indifference was inhuman. It wasn't real, a human would've been at least unconscious, or grasping in pain.
She reached for her discarded gun, and before the man could stop her, she shot again, and again.
She had hit him, the 2 new bullet wounds, proved that, but he still seemed indifferent, he even let out a sigh, as if tired of getting shot at. Her eyes widening, lips parting, as she watched him bleed.
The man grabbed her, using one hand to hold her hands behind her and the other covering her mouth. The man was being gentle- compared to others who had grabbed her in a similar way, he wasn't digging his nails into her skin, or hissing threats at her.
Rashel threw her head back, putting it against his shoulder as she got an awkward view of his face.
He was- that man- or more like that boy- from before- the one who had...
She stared at him, forgetting about the inhuman creature just a short distance away.
The silver chord- John- That Dream, everything seemed to flash before her, but no way they could be connected to him. He was just another human.
No. Something in her mind screamed, he wasn't human. His eyes were too deep, like an abyss. His skin too pale to be considered sickly, and too plae to be considered normal. His face was too perfect, it almsot looked sculpted.
His eyes held years beyond his age. He wasn't...He was...
He looked down, their eyes met, both of them stopped breathing. His eyes pulled her in, surrounding her in nothing but its dark warmth.
He seemed to be closing in, their faces moving together, his breath caressing her cheek-
"THEIRRY!" The shrill cry of a women tore his face from hers, but she didn't move.
He smelled hypnotizing, he looked hypnotizing, and he even felt hypnotizing- unlike any other person she'd ever met. His lips moved, as if he was talking, but Rashel noticed nothing but the perfect movement of his strong jaw. He was nothing but perfect.
Quinn looked down again, this time something like electricity zapped between them. A shining silver light, connecting them together- strangely alike the ribbon in her dream.
She was so intrigued, that she didn't hear him apologize softly. She was still watching him, when a sudden pain exploded in her head, she tried fighting it, like she would a bad headache, but the throbbing became unbearable and in the matter of seconds her eyes forced themselves shut.
Then she was surrounded by a less comforting darkness then the one in his eyes...
Sorry for the short-ness of this chapter, but i really wanted to finish it, before the start of the week- which is filled to the brim with projects, tests and tutoring. And that not even including all the homework and other stuff teachers give out before report cards -.- Besides if i expanded it, it would mostly be describing the alley and all that stuff...