Simply Complicated:
The temperature was starting to drop and so was the bright orange ball of sun. Ellie zipped up her jacket and stood up. She had wasted enough time being wistful. Those days were gone. She had to deal with now. Ellie hung her head at an angle and began to walk away from the empty school.
Two minutes later she led herself to the movie theater where she had visited so many times with her friends. Great laughs, scares, tears, had all been given to that screen. Movies from Comedy's Finest Hours to Zombies Attack 9, she had experienced them all! She even chuckled to herself as she remembered Sean bringing her to their first 'date' movie. They had watched The Mummy Returns, and Ellie had jumped up and spilled half of the popcorn. Sean had brushed it off with a jaunty laugh.
"I can't do this."
She was crying at his feet. Nothing would stop her tears. He begged her to stop, in fear that someone would hear her. When he put his hand on his shoulder she flinched in pain and fear. She had a bullet wound straight at her heart. He yelled at her, begged her to stop crying. She screamed back with pain. The door behind them creaked open and a shadow of a tall figure covered his face. He looked up. The man had no face. No expression at all. He raised his hand . . . in his hand was a gun . . . it clicked and there was an explosion of pain . . .
Rick sat up in his bed. His face was covered in sweat, his breath ragged. The vivid dream had awoken him from his sleep. But he was glad. One minute of that torture . . . that visit back in time would've sent his mind out of control. His alarm clock was on the ground where Rick figured he had pushed it off. His blankets and sheets were all on the floor.
"What am I doing here?" Rick wondered as he looked up at the white ceiling, covered in those little stick on glow-in-the-dark stars that never work anyway. He had lived in this house since he was small, so small he needed help to reach the ceiling.
Flashback:
"Leave me alone!" The angry voice filled the dimly lit kitchen. It was empty except for a woman who sat in a chipped up chair. She looked dazed and had a small cut on her hand.
"Dear, I just need a band-aid!" She looked scared. "Please, don't be foolish."
"What did you say?" The boy turned around with a menacing look on his face.
"It's just a request," She was cut off.
"Did you say I am foolish?" The tenseness in his voice was at its peak.
"No, I didn't mean it like that!"
The boy walked up to his mother and slapped her.
"Never call me foolish again."
End Flashback:
Sean was scared. He needed Ellie to rescue him. Where else would he go? There was no special place he and Ellie shared. He guessed she had left the apartment already in search of him. He remembered what his father used to tell him when they went to hunt.
"Always stay where you are when you're lost."
Staying in a damp alley wasn't where he had in mind. It smelled somewhat of rotten eggs and fish combined. Sean jumped when a cat leaped out of a trashcan with a rattle. It stared up at him with lamp-like eyes.
"Don't look at me like that." Sean said as it sauntered away. "I need time alone."
"I'm sure you do."
AN: Hey! I'm on a roll! Ok. So I'm getting major stock up reviews on Simply Complicated, which is cool! Keep 'em coming! In case you haven't noticed, my story changes POV's without telling you. Hope it's not confusing. Also, the last line isn't said by Sean, just to let you know! wink wink