This is my very first fanfic, I hope you like it. :P
-Chapter 1-
Naomi gasped and sat up in bed. Sweat had matted her dark black hair to her forehead and the back of her head. Tears streamed from her eyes and fell onto the messy white bed sheets. Naomi wiped her face with the back of her hand and got out of bed. A photo frame on a desk next to her bed caught her attention and she picked it up.
Two young girls who looked like they were about the same age were smiling. "Alyce." Naomi mumbled. She smiled when she remembered how she and Alyce used to play together when they were younger. She also remembered that they loved to shop in the malls. Just then, she remembered her dream- Alyce and Naomi were coming home from high school when a red car sped down the road and was unable to stop. The car swerved onto the pavement and slammed into Alyce, crushing her against a brick wall. Naomi could only watch in horror as her best friend was turned into a meat sandwich. Glass flew everywhere, some shards cutting into Naomi's clothes and skin. Blood sprayed onto the car's wind screen and all over the pavement. The driver had cracked his skull open on the steering wheel and bits of his brain oozed out of a gaping hole in his forehead. When everything had stopped; Naomi had just realized what happened. She tried to scream but the shock of seeing her friend die had her paralyzed. All she could do was sit on the road and stare the body of her dead friend.
Naomi dropped the glass frame and it fell to the floor, shattering into millions of tiny pieces. "Shit." She picked up the photo and placed it on the desk. Then she carefully picked up the larger pieces of glass and got a broom to sweep the remaining shards on the carpet.
Her white t-shirt was soaked in sweat and her wet hair was tangled and messy. She looked unusually pale today as she had tan skin. She shed her clothes and stepped into the shower. Icy cold water ran down her back and made her jump. Naomi adjusted the temperature of the water and began rubbing shampoo into her hair. She tried to forget about her dream but it played over and over again in her head. She squeezed her eyes shut and sat on the floor of the shower. "Alyce is dead," she told herself. "She died four years ago. She's gone. Gone."
No, I don't want to remember what happened. I'm trying to forget but I can't.
Naomi sat there hugging herself and sobbed.
After her shower, she got out and dried her hair. She walked in front of the mirror and stood there for a second, looking at herself. Her cross necklace dangled from her neck and it gleamed in the light. Naomi placed her fingers over it and touched it. The cold metal made her feel better. She had never taken it off since Alyce gave it to her four years ago. The necklace and the picture on the desk were the only things that Naomi had left of Alyce. She stepped out of the bathroom and got dressed.
She wore a dark reddish-purple colored shirt which had long sleeves so it would keep her warm. She put on a black leather mini-skirt and her favorite pair of boots. The living room's walls were painted a dark grey and Naomi's paintings and sketches hung from the walls. She had always wanted to become an artist and now her dream had come true. She brushed her fingers lightly against her pictures as she made her way towards a counter next to her TV. Outside, the fog looked unusually thick today and she could barely see anything at all outside. She picked up her green pouch from the counter and went outside.
-Chapter 1-
Naomi gasped and sat up in bed. Sweat had matted her dark black hair to her forehead and the back of her head. Tears streamed from her eyes and fell onto the messy white bed sheets. Naomi wiped her face with the back of her hand and got out of bed. A photo frame on a desk next to her bed caught her attention and she picked it up.
Two young girls who looked like they were about the same age were smiling. "Alyce." Naomi mumbled. She smiled when she remembered how she and Alyce used to play together when they were younger. She also remembered that they loved to shop in the malls. Just then, she remembered her dream- Alyce and Naomi were coming home from high school when a red car sped down the road and was unable to stop. The car swerved onto the pavement and slammed into Alyce, crushing her against a brick wall. Naomi could only watch in horror as her best friend was turned into a meat sandwich. Glass flew everywhere, some shards cutting into Naomi's clothes and skin. Blood sprayed onto the car's wind screen and all over the pavement. The driver had cracked his skull open on the steering wheel and bits of his brain oozed out of a gaping hole in his forehead. When everything had stopped; Naomi had just realized what happened. She tried to scream but the shock of seeing her friend die had her paralyzed. All she could do was sit on the road and stare the body of her dead friend.
Naomi dropped the glass frame and it fell to the floor, shattering into millions of tiny pieces. "Shit." She picked up the photo and placed it on the desk. Then she carefully picked up the larger pieces of glass and got a broom to sweep the remaining shards on the carpet.
Her white t-shirt was soaked in sweat and her wet hair was tangled and messy. She looked unusually pale today as she had tan skin. She shed her clothes and stepped into the shower. Icy cold water ran down her back and made her jump. Naomi adjusted the temperature of the water and began rubbing shampoo into her hair. She tried to forget about her dream but it played over and over again in her head. She squeezed her eyes shut and sat on the floor of the shower. "Alyce is dead," she told herself. "She died four years ago. She's gone. Gone."
No, I don't want to remember what happened. I'm trying to forget but I can't.
Naomi sat there hugging herself and sobbed.
After her shower, she got out and dried her hair. She walked in front of the mirror and stood there for a second, looking at herself. Her cross necklace dangled from her neck and it gleamed in the light. Naomi placed her fingers over it and touched it. The cold metal made her feel better. She had never taken it off since Alyce gave it to her four years ago. The necklace and the picture on the desk were the only things that Naomi had left of Alyce. She stepped out of the bathroom and got dressed.
She wore a dark reddish-purple colored shirt which had long sleeves so it would keep her warm. She put on a black leather mini-skirt and her favorite pair of boots. The living room's walls were painted a dark grey and Naomi's paintings and sketches hung from the walls. She had always wanted to become an artist and now her dream had come true. She brushed her fingers lightly against her pictures as she made her way towards a counter next to her TV. Outside, the fog looked unusually thick today and she could barely see anything at all outside. She picked up her green pouch from the counter and went outside.