Just Around the Corner
Prologue
Voices. Everywhere there were voices. Evil voices. Only one of them was recognizable. Kathleen. "We've got her boys." Said the cold voice. "Yeah. We've got her."
********** Monica tossed and turned, unable to rid herself of the horrible dreams. Every night the same dreams. "You're hopeless, Miss Wings. You will never win." A voice whispered in her mind. She sat bolt upright in bed, drenched in a cold sweat. She look around the room cautiously. She breathed a sigh of relief ar seeing no demons. But little did she know, Kathleen was in fact in the room, smirking to herself. She rolled her eyes as Monica began to whimper softly. "Oh suck it up, Angel Girl. You're boring." Kathleen said flatly. Startled by the demons sudden appearance, the Irish angel let out an ear-piercing scream that nearly shattered the windows. "What do you want with me Kathleen?" Monica asked after she had calmed down a wee bit. The voice that gave her the chills spoke up. "Oh please, Miss Wings. you mean to tell me that you don't know why I'm here? " She paused, then spoke again. "I'm here for the same reason I have been here countless times before. " She stopped talking and looked away. "And it's ALWAYS the same." She said after a couple of seconds. "Your 'Angel Boy' comes and rescues you when I'm THIS close. " She waved her hand through the air in a way that emphasized her point. She turned back around to face Monica, her eyes flashing a menacing red. "But this time...I will win Monica, and Andrew will be sorry if he tries to protect you." She smiled an evil smile. "Might you tell him what I said?" Monica, now trembling with fear, spoke with the softest of voices, "Why can't you just leave us alone?" She asked, tears flooding her eyes. "We've never done anything to you, and we, especially Andy and Tess, don't deserve to be treated like this. Why Kat, why? " Monica pleaded. She covered her mouth while sobs shook her frail body. "Yeah. Sure, I'll leave you alone." Kathleen said, a smile playing on her lips. "For now anyway." She walked to the middle of the room and snapped her fingers, her eyes flashing an evil red once more. "I'll be back 'Angel Girl'." She said, and disappeared. Monica breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Kathleen had been here, she knew she couldn't go back to sleep, so she grabbed a blanket and went downstairs not wanting to wake the others. She went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee. She grabbed the blanket and pushed the sliding glass door open, went outside and sat on the swing. The sun was just beginning to rise, signaling the start of a beautiful new day. but Monica, not being able to appreciate the outdoors after what had happened not even an hour ago, went back inside. Coffee in hand, she went into the living room of the cozy cottage and plopped herself down on the couch, tucking her knees up to her chin. She sat there for nearly an hour, flinching at every little noise. "Stop it." She told herself firmly, "You're being paranoid and that doesn't help." She sighed, tears filling her brown eyes. "Monica?" Came Andrew's loving voice. he stepped closer and laid a hand on her shoulder. Seeing her tear-streaked face, he asked, "What's teh matter? You look like you havn't slept all night. Honey, what's wrong?" Andrew's emerald-green eyes shone with tears, not wanting to see his best friend in pain. he sat down next to her and wrapped his arms arms around her lovingly. "Please tell me." He asked again. "Andrew, I..." She began shakily. "What? C'mon Monica, you can tell me anything you know you can." he said and took her hand into his and gave it a squeeze. She sighed, tears filling her eyes once more. She took a deep breath. "It's Kathleen, Andrew. She won't leave me alone!" She cried, clinging to Andrew with all of her strength.
Prologue
Voices. Everywhere there were voices. Evil voices. Only one of them was recognizable. Kathleen. "We've got her boys." Said the cold voice. "Yeah. We've got her."
********** Monica tossed and turned, unable to rid herself of the horrible dreams. Every night the same dreams. "You're hopeless, Miss Wings. You will never win." A voice whispered in her mind. She sat bolt upright in bed, drenched in a cold sweat. She look around the room cautiously. She breathed a sigh of relief ar seeing no demons. But little did she know, Kathleen was in fact in the room, smirking to herself. She rolled her eyes as Monica began to whimper softly. "Oh suck it up, Angel Girl. You're boring." Kathleen said flatly. Startled by the demons sudden appearance, the Irish angel let out an ear-piercing scream that nearly shattered the windows. "What do you want with me Kathleen?" Monica asked after she had calmed down a wee bit. The voice that gave her the chills spoke up. "Oh please, Miss Wings. you mean to tell me that you don't know why I'm here? " She paused, then spoke again. "I'm here for the same reason I have been here countless times before. " She stopped talking and looked away. "And it's ALWAYS the same." She said after a couple of seconds. "Your 'Angel Boy' comes and rescues you when I'm THIS close. " She waved her hand through the air in a way that emphasized her point. She turned back around to face Monica, her eyes flashing a menacing red. "But this time...I will win Monica, and Andrew will be sorry if he tries to protect you." She smiled an evil smile. "Might you tell him what I said?" Monica, now trembling with fear, spoke with the softest of voices, "Why can't you just leave us alone?" She asked, tears flooding her eyes. "We've never done anything to you, and we, especially Andy and Tess, don't deserve to be treated like this. Why Kat, why? " Monica pleaded. She covered her mouth while sobs shook her frail body. "Yeah. Sure, I'll leave you alone." Kathleen said, a smile playing on her lips. "For now anyway." She walked to the middle of the room and snapped her fingers, her eyes flashing an evil red once more. "I'll be back 'Angel Girl'." She said, and disappeared. Monica breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Kathleen had been here, she knew she couldn't go back to sleep, so she grabbed a blanket and went downstairs not wanting to wake the others. She went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee. She grabbed the blanket and pushed the sliding glass door open, went outside and sat on the swing. The sun was just beginning to rise, signaling the start of a beautiful new day. but Monica, not being able to appreciate the outdoors after what had happened not even an hour ago, went back inside. Coffee in hand, she went into the living room of the cozy cottage and plopped herself down on the couch, tucking her knees up to her chin. She sat there for nearly an hour, flinching at every little noise. "Stop it." She told herself firmly, "You're being paranoid and that doesn't help." She sighed, tears filling her brown eyes. "Monica?" Came Andrew's loving voice. he stepped closer and laid a hand on her shoulder. Seeing her tear-streaked face, he asked, "What's teh matter? You look like you havn't slept all night. Honey, what's wrong?" Andrew's emerald-green eyes shone with tears, not wanting to see his best friend in pain. he sat down next to her and wrapped his arms arms around her lovingly. "Please tell me." He asked again. "Andrew, I..." She began shakily. "What? C'mon Monica, you can tell me anything you know you can." he said and took her hand into his and gave it a squeeze. She sighed, tears filling her eyes once more. She took a deep breath. "It's Kathleen, Andrew. She won't leave me alone!" She cried, clinging to Andrew with all of her strength.