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Hi everyone! I finally wrote the next chapter! It's almost over :( ... But I hope you guys like it so far and please remember to review! (I promise to put Suzuka in the next chapter)
Chapter Nine
It was late afternoon, and Gene still laid in bed with Melfina. He held her close, as if he was keeping her from slipping away. He never wanted to let her go. Because if he did, he would be back in the real world where he wasn't sure if he could protect her anymore.
As he closed his eyes, he was greeted with an image in the back of his mind. The image was blurry, but it eventually cleared up and he could see it perfectly. He could see Melfina walking down the street in the dead night. But she wasn't alone, a guy stood beside her. It was him! He held her hand as they walked, ignoring everything else around them. Then suddenly loud gunshots fired. He quickly pulled her into a dark alley and whispered something to her. She nodded in response and kissed his cheek. He pulled out his gun and turned the corner, leaving her behind. He hid behind a white van and looked down the sidewalk. Two men in black trench coats stood at the end of it, fog circulating around them. He got ready to pull his trigger when he heard a scream.
"Gene!" Melfina shrieked. "Help!" He heard her scream once more and then heard only the cold chill in the night.
The image faded away and he was back in reality. Beads of sweat rested on his forehead and he was breathing heavily. "Was that real? It had to be, it seemed too real to be just a dream," he pondered.
"Gene?" Melfina said, her voice muffled from his shirt. "Are you all right? You were whispering as you slept."
His eyes went wide. "I-I'm fine," he lied.
"You whispered, 'I love you. I won't let them hurt you. Stay still, don't make a sound,'" she said. "What does it mean, Gene?"
He went silent and turned away from her. He couldn't tell her. He didn't want her to know about his premonitions. He didn't want to frighten her.
"Gene, don't keep me out," she said, wrapping her arm around him. "Don't shut me out of your life all the time. I need you to tell me things, Gene. Can't you understand?"
Gene rolled on his back and took her hand and rested it on his chest. She smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder. He ran his fingers through her soft hair and pondered on whether or not to tell her.
Before he could even answer, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Melfina said, getting out of bed, and then wrapped a white sheet around her. She walked to the door and opened it.
"Melfina!" Aisha shouted, but stopped herself from hugging her when she saw the sheet wrapped around her. She grinned and raised her eyebrows. "So, what have you been doing, Melfina?"
She blushed. "Nothing," she answered. "Well at least nothing you need to know, anyway."
"I'm so sure," Aisha said, and walked past Melfina. "Where's Gene? I need to talk to him."
Melfina closed the door and walked over to her. "Oh, he's in the bedroom-No, I mean," she said, blushing even more, "he's…"
"Don't be shy," Aisha said. "It's not like you guys were killing somebody. Jeez, Mel, sometimes I don't know about you."
The bedroom door opened and Gene walked out in his pants. He finished putting his belt with his gun and ammo around his waist and then looked up. "What do you want, Aisha?"
Aisha took his arm and started to pull him toward the kitchen. "We'll be right back, Melfina," she said, and continued to pull him into the kitchen.
Gene turned to her. "Well? What is it?" he asked.
"Well, I was walking down the street this morning, as usual, but something was wrong. But I didn't know what it was. I kept on walking until I got to a stop sign, when I felt something metal press against my back," she said.
"Yeah, yeah," he said, rolling his eyes. "Is there a point to this fictional story?"
"Shut up, Gene," she said, and grabbed his shoulder, digging her nails into his skin. "If you don't listen, you and Melfina could be dead very soon."
"Ouch!" Gene shouted, as she removed her hand. "Okay, okay, I'll listen."
Aisha sighed and put her hands on her hips. "As I was saying, I felt a metal object on my back, so I turned around and saw two guys in trench coats pointing guns at me. I tried to run from them, but they threatened to shoot me if I did. They asked for you and Melfina, but I told them I didn't know where you were. So they me if I saw you I should tell you that you better watch your back, because they know that you know," she said. "And what I want to know is, what are they talking about?"
Gene shook his head. "How should I know, Aisha? I'm not exactly a mind reader."
"Well, obviously, you know something, or else they wouldn't have said that."
Gene rolled his eye and shrugged his shoulders. How should he know anything? It's not like he planned this whole thing. And he never met anyone in black trench coats before … "Wait a minute," he said to himself. "My premonition … there was two guys in black trench coats in it. Could they be the same guys Aisha saw?"
"Are you guys done in here?" Melfina asked, walking into the kitchen, fully clothed.
Aisha turned to her and smiled. "Yes, we're done," she replied, and walked past Gene. She looked at him and whispered, "Don't speak a word of this to Melfina." He nodded and she walked toward her. "Well, I'm going to go. Bye."
"Bye, Aisha," Melfina said, and waved as she left the apartment.
Gene stood, his back facing Melfina, pondering what he should do. "Can the guys Aisha met up with and the guys in my premonition really be the same? If so, what do they want? And what do they think I know?"
Melfina came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "What did Aisha want?"
He blinked blankly. "Uh, she wanted to know if I knew anyone who could fix her car," he lied. "I told her I could get Jim to fix it."
"Oh, I didn't know she had a car," she said.
He gaped and swallowed hard. "Oh, she does. It's just old," he answered, and turned around to face her. "Maybe I should go check up on Jim, I haven't been home in a couple days, and I will finally be able to change. I wouldn't be surprised if the building isn't still standing."
"All right," she said. "Will you be coming back?"
"Of course," he said, smiling. "Are you sure you're going to be all right all by yourself?"
She nodded and looked at her watch. "Yeah, Suzuka's coming in an hour anyway. So I'll be fine."
"Okay," he said, and kissed her forehead. He walked to the door, leaving her by herself.
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Gene walked down the long sidewalk to his apartment. Once her got there, he walked up the concrete steps to the door and opened it. He was met with Jim, who looked really pissed off.
"Hey, kid," Gene said, placing his hand on his head and messed up his hair. "What's wrong with you? You look like someone stole your computer."
Jim pushed Gene's hand away and stepped back. "Where were you, Gene? And tell me the truth."
"Who are you? My mother?" he asked, and walked past him. "Jeez, Jim, what did you have, a party?"
There were clothes hanging off of lamps and metal banisters. Crushed up soda and beer cans were spread out all over the floor. And empty bags of chips were lying on the tables.
"No, Gene," he replied. "This was how you left it."
"Oh," Gene said with a laugh. "Well, I'll clean it up some other time."
Jim rolled his eyes and sat down at his computer. "An Aisha Clan Clan called this morning, and you got this mailed to you," he said, handing him a white envelope.
"I know, she talked to me at Melfina's place," he said, opening the envelope.
Inside there was a small piece of yellow lined paper. It read:
Dear Gene,
I'm surprised you haven't tried to find me yet. I thought
you would want to find me and kill me so I wouldn't hurt
Melfina. But to get the point of this letter, I want you to
know that I know about your premonitions. I know about them,
Gene, are you surprised? I know that's the only reason you're
with her… Maybe I should tell her that… The only way I won't tell
her is if you meet me tomorrow at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, in the
Shadow Graveyard. Be there, or Melfina will die.
Yours truly, Harry
The paper fell from Gene's hands. How could he know? Just how? "It's impossible," Gene said to himself.
"Who's it from?" Jim asked.
"No one," he said, and folded it up and slipped it into his pocket. "Just a bill, as usual."
"Figures," Jim said with a sigh, and went back to his computer.
Gene walked into his room and sat down on his bed. "Tomorrow… That's where I have to be." He fell onto his back and sighed deeply. "I just hope I have my outlaw skills and quickness still."
He closed his eyes and waited for tomorrow to come. Even though it was only ten hours away, it seemed like forever.
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To Be Continued...
Please Review!
Hi everyone! I finally wrote the next chapter! It's almost over :( ... But I hope you guys like it so far and please remember to review! (I promise to put Suzuka in the next chapter)
Chapter Nine
It was late afternoon, and Gene still laid in bed with Melfina. He held her close, as if he was keeping her from slipping away. He never wanted to let her go. Because if he did, he would be back in the real world where he wasn't sure if he could protect her anymore.
As he closed his eyes, he was greeted with an image in the back of his mind. The image was blurry, but it eventually cleared up and he could see it perfectly. He could see Melfina walking down the street in the dead night. But she wasn't alone, a guy stood beside her. It was him! He held her hand as they walked, ignoring everything else around them. Then suddenly loud gunshots fired. He quickly pulled her into a dark alley and whispered something to her. She nodded in response and kissed his cheek. He pulled out his gun and turned the corner, leaving her behind. He hid behind a white van and looked down the sidewalk. Two men in black trench coats stood at the end of it, fog circulating around them. He got ready to pull his trigger when he heard a scream.
"Gene!" Melfina shrieked. "Help!" He heard her scream once more and then heard only the cold chill in the night.
The image faded away and he was back in reality. Beads of sweat rested on his forehead and he was breathing heavily. "Was that real? It had to be, it seemed too real to be just a dream," he pondered.
"Gene?" Melfina said, her voice muffled from his shirt. "Are you all right? You were whispering as you slept."
His eyes went wide. "I-I'm fine," he lied.
"You whispered, 'I love you. I won't let them hurt you. Stay still, don't make a sound,'" she said. "What does it mean, Gene?"
He went silent and turned away from her. He couldn't tell her. He didn't want her to know about his premonitions. He didn't want to frighten her.
"Gene, don't keep me out," she said, wrapping her arm around him. "Don't shut me out of your life all the time. I need you to tell me things, Gene. Can't you understand?"
Gene rolled on his back and took her hand and rested it on his chest. She smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder. He ran his fingers through her soft hair and pondered on whether or not to tell her.
Before he could even answer, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Melfina said, getting out of bed, and then wrapped a white sheet around her. She walked to the door and opened it.
"Melfina!" Aisha shouted, but stopped herself from hugging her when she saw the sheet wrapped around her. She grinned and raised her eyebrows. "So, what have you been doing, Melfina?"
She blushed. "Nothing," she answered. "Well at least nothing you need to know, anyway."
"I'm so sure," Aisha said, and walked past Melfina. "Where's Gene? I need to talk to him."
Melfina closed the door and walked over to her. "Oh, he's in the bedroom-No, I mean," she said, blushing even more, "he's…"
"Don't be shy," Aisha said. "It's not like you guys were killing somebody. Jeez, Mel, sometimes I don't know about you."
The bedroom door opened and Gene walked out in his pants. He finished putting his belt with his gun and ammo around his waist and then looked up. "What do you want, Aisha?"
Aisha took his arm and started to pull him toward the kitchen. "We'll be right back, Melfina," she said, and continued to pull him into the kitchen.
Gene turned to her. "Well? What is it?" he asked.
"Well, I was walking down the street this morning, as usual, but something was wrong. But I didn't know what it was. I kept on walking until I got to a stop sign, when I felt something metal press against my back," she said.
"Yeah, yeah," he said, rolling his eyes. "Is there a point to this fictional story?"
"Shut up, Gene," she said, and grabbed his shoulder, digging her nails into his skin. "If you don't listen, you and Melfina could be dead very soon."
"Ouch!" Gene shouted, as she removed her hand. "Okay, okay, I'll listen."
Aisha sighed and put her hands on her hips. "As I was saying, I felt a metal object on my back, so I turned around and saw two guys in trench coats pointing guns at me. I tried to run from them, but they threatened to shoot me if I did. They asked for you and Melfina, but I told them I didn't know where you were. So they me if I saw you I should tell you that you better watch your back, because they know that you know," she said. "And what I want to know is, what are they talking about?"
Gene shook his head. "How should I know, Aisha? I'm not exactly a mind reader."
"Well, obviously, you know something, or else they wouldn't have said that."
Gene rolled his eye and shrugged his shoulders. How should he know anything? It's not like he planned this whole thing. And he never met anyone in black trench coats before … "Wait a minute," he said to himself. "My premonition … there was two guys in black trench coats in it. Could they be the same guys Aisha saw?"
"Are you guys done in here?" Melfina asked, walking into the kitchen, fully clothed.
Aisha turned to her and smiled. "Yes, we're done," she replied, and walked past Gene. She looked at him and whispered, "Don't speak a word of this to Melfina." He nodded and she walked toward her. "Well, I'm going to go. Bye."
"Bye, Aisha," Melfina said, and waved as she left the apartment.
Gene stood, his back facing Melfina, pondering what he should do. "Can the guys Aisha met up with and the guys in my premonition really be the same? If so, what do they want? And what do they think I know?"
Melfina came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "What did Aisha want?"
He blinked blankly. "Uh, she wanted to know if I knew anyone who could fix her car," he lied. "I told her I could get Jim to fix it."
"Oh, I didn't know she had a car," she said.
He gaped and swallowed hard. "Oh, she does. It's just old," he answered, and turned around to face her. "Maybe I should go check up on Jim, I haven't been home in a couple days, and I will finally be able to change. I wouldn't be surprised if the building isn't still standing."
"All right," she said. "Will you be coming back?"
"Of course," he said, smiling. "Are you sure you're going to be all right all by yourself?"
She nodded and looked at her watch. "Yeah, Suzuka's coming in an hour anyway. So I'll be fine."
"Okay," he said, and kissed her forehead. He walked to the door, leaving her by herself.
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Gene walked down the long sidewalk to his apartment. Once her got there, he walked up the concrete steps to the door and opened it. He was met with Jim, who looked really pissed off.
"Hey, kid," Gene said, placing his hand on his head and messed up his hair. "What's wrong with you? You look like someone stole your computer."
Jim pushed Gene's hand away and stepped back. "Where were you, Gene? And tell me the truth."
"Who are you? My mother?" he asked, and walked past him. "Jeez, Jim, what did you have, a party?"
There were clothes hanging off of lamps and metal banisters. Crushed up soda and beer cans were spread out all over the floor. And empty bags of chips were lying on the tables.
"No, Gene," he replied. "This was how you left it."
"Oh," Gene said with a laugh. "Well, I'll clean it up some other time."
Jim rolled his eyes and sat down at his computer. "An Aisha Clan Clan called this morning, and you got this mailed to you," he said, handing him a white envelope.
"I know, she talked to me at Melfina's place," he said, opening the envelope.
Inside there was a small piece of yellow lined paper. It read:
Dear Gene,
I'm surprised you haven't tried to find me yet. I thought
you would want to find me and kill me so I wouldn't hurt
Melfina. But to get the point of this letter, I want you to
know that I know about your premonitions. I know about them,
Gene, are you surprised? I know that's the only reason you're
with her… Maybe I should tell her that… The only way I won't tell
her is if you meet me tomorrow at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, in the
Shadow Graveyard. Be there, or Melfina will die.
Yours truly, Harry
The paper fell from Gene's hands. How could he know? Just how? "It's impossible," Gene said to himself.
"Who's it from?" Jim asked.
"No one," he said, and folded it up and slipped it into his pocket. "Just a bill, as usual."
"Figures," Jim said with a sigh, and went back to his computer.
Gene walked into his room and sat down on his bed. "Tomorrow… That's where I have to be." He fell onto his back and sighed deeply. "I just hope I have my outlaw skills and quickness still."
He closed his eyes and waited for tomorrow to come. Even though it was only ten hours away, it seemed like forever.
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To Be Continued...
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