It had almost been two weeks since Kristen had died.
Alice no longer felt like herself, somehow deep inside she felt as if part of her missing, but at the same time replaced. The arguments with Rick seemed never ending as he did his mourning off to his own, trying to convince her that it was all just in her head. Kristen wasn't crazy…she was just scared since some strange shit was going on with her, and if he hadn't of let her go…he wouldn't of lost her.
He had lost the love of his life, and she had just lost her best friend in the whole world. Thinking about it made Alice sick to her stomach. She knew something had happened, or in fact was going on…that Kristen knew she was going to die, and whatever his monster's name was, Freddy? He had killed Kincaid and her.
She felt so strange…as if Kristen was still with her.
But life still went on as always, the group seemed a little distant at first, but Rick must of explained to all of them ahead of time how hard she was taking it, so everything they spoke to her, they talked as if they were dealing with a ticking time bomb.
The worst thing was…she hadn't been sleeping well.
At first she thought it was all because of the shock of it all, but something about that nightmare, something about the heat and the smoke and how real it all felt, she knew it had really happened.
Rick just couldn't believe her.
She slept off and on, but most of the time she couldn't stand to even doze off for even a few moments for the chance of whatever she did see that night would come back to her. As crazy as it sounded somehow the smell of Kristen's burning flesh wouldn't leave her nose. It drove so crazy that one night she locked herself in the bathroom and cried for hours.
Just seventeen and she felt helpless, worst then when her mother died.
Coffee and working extra shifts tried to keep her going, but almost every second she felt herself nodding off, her eyelids feeling like brick walls as she drifted off for only a few moments before snapping back awake.
She hadn't seen Joey since the day of the funeral. In fact after work one day she went to his house and asked his mother if she could talk to him.
She said Joey wasn't feeling to well and didn't want to be disturbed. Alice could see the worried look in her eye…two close friends of her son who went to the same hospital were now dead.
She knew he had been skipping school, in fact no one had really seen him, not even at baseball practice. She was starting to worry, she knew what had happened was real and since Joey was there she knew he would be able to tell her finally the truth.
He had left so quick when the police arrived at Kristen's house that night, but she had seen his eyes. He looked terrified.
He was the last….
Biting her lip Mrs. Henderson past out the test papers. Sighing she knew that she hadn't studied, and more then likely Rick and her would flunk. Most of the time she kept average grades…but now she had far to much to worry about.
Looking around everyone started on the papers, Alice started to think about her bed, how soft and warm it must of felt just then, her head went down once, twice, and then she shut her eyes.
Shelia who sat beside her did the same