A/N: Sorry for the wait.
Chapter 2: Dreams and Feelings
Faith ran through what seemed like endless rows of corn. Hearing the footfalls of her pursuer as he steadily followed. Spotting a barn not to far off in the distance gave Faith the needed burst of energy. She passed the barn doors only to be tackled to the ground. Rolling over and knocking her attacker off her, she scrambled to get up only to be pulled back down. The attacker straddled her, pinning her down, but that didn't stop her from thrashing around trying to knock him off. Not getting anywhere with thrashing around, Faith stopped and looked up into the cold blue eyes of her attacker, those eyes sent a wave of fear and excitement to her very core. Tearing her eyes away from her attackers, she spotted him reach for something on his belt. As the moonlight reflect off the butcher's knife Faith renew her struggle to get free. Gripping his wrists trying to stop him from driving the knife into her chest, she asked, "Why are you doing this?"
"He Who Walks Behind The Rows commands it." the fiery redheaded boy responded emotionless. Faith tried to roll him off her, but it didn't work, she did however manage to knock the butcher's knife out of his hands. A lot of good that did Faith seeing how it was an arm's length away from her reach. The guy got a hold of Faith's wrists gripping them tight pinning them roughing above her head. Struggling still, Faith arched her back causing her pelvis to come in contact with a very distinctive bulge. Everything seemed to freeze, the only sounds were the harsh breathing from Faith and her attacker. Looking up at her attacker's eyes she was shocked to see they weren't cold anymore, a hungry unbridled lust shone clearly and Faith was ashamed with herself that this excited her.
Seeing no way out of her predicament, Faith question quietly, "Why are you doing this?"
The redhead gave Faith a smirk before leaning down close to her ear, his breath hitting her ear. "You are the Cho-"
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"Faith! Faith, wake up." Marie said shaking her sister awake. Emerald green eyes shot opened and glanced around.
It was a dream. Only a dream. Faith thought relaxing against the backseat. Leaning her forehead against the car window only to stare out at the endless rows of corn. Turning to her sister she asked, "Where are we?"
"Um... Somewhere in Nebraska." Marie answered hopefully.
"We're about five miles away from Gatlin." Zeke answered joining the conversation. Faith couldn't control the shiver that went down her spine at the mention of that name.
"How do you know that? It's not even on the map." Marie question looking at the map. Faith glanced at Zeke, something seemed off. Then as if someone was covering for Zeke a road sign passed by stating that Gatlin was in fact five miles away.
"Oh." Marie stated stupidly. Faith tuned out the two lovebird's insistent chatter and turned her attention to the rows of corn passing by. She couldn't shake this feeling a dread, but just chalked it up to that dream must have spooked her more than she wanted to admit.
But it seemed so real... Faith thought, surprising a shiver.
A few more miles and Faith was having serious doubts about everything. That dreadful feeling kept growing in the pit of her stomach. Just as that feeling was reaching it's peak the car suddenly died. As the car kept rolling Faith's eyes went wide in alarm. This is not good.
"What the hell?" Marie exclaimed as the car just rolled slowly to a stop on the side of the road. Zeke let out a string of curses emphasizing them by hitting the steering wheel. A Marie reached out to console Zeke, he quickly got out of the car to look under the hood. Grabbing her small backpack Faith slowly got out of the car, keeping an eye on the seemingly endless rows of corn. Taking a deep breath to calm herself before turning her attention towards Zeke and Marie, she discreetly took out a lighter and switchblade from her backpack, pocketing them in the back pocket of her ratty jeans. She had a feeling they would be taking a little stroll down the road. Can never be to careful.
"Well, what are we going to now?" Marie questioned angrily.
Running a hand through his hair in defeat, Zeke said, "We need to find a phone first off."
"What about that town... Umm... What was it called?" Marie asked pacing in front of the car.
"Gatlin." Zeke replied. Faith watched on not liking where this conversation was going. Something wasn't right with that town, she didn't know what, but it didn't feel right. Thinking back to the dream, the dreadful feeling and constant paranoia, Faith really didn't want to go to Gatlin.
"C'mon, Faith!" Marie shouted from the road up ahead. Faith sighed and jogged to catch up, berating herself for not paying attention.
This doesn't feel right.
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