I am SOOOOO sorry it took me so long to update! But I've been so busy lately!
So anyway, here's the next chapter…
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The bell rang. Hara shot up from her desk and dashed out the door. Eva was no where in sight.
Eva, where are you? She looked up and down the hallway. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of someone running at the far end of the passageway.
"E…Eva!" She shouted as she dashed down the hallway in Eva's direction, "Eva, wait!"
The hallways slowly started to fill up with people heading out of the school. "Eva!" The retreating form was swallowed up by the crowd. Hara got shoved around and finally came out of main doors. "Eva…" The wind whipped her long, auburn brown hair in every which-way.
Hara didn't notice.
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Eva ran. She didn't care where she was going; she just wanted to get away.
No, no, no, no, no! Why does Hara die!? Why did I say, "He got her too"? Who else dies? No!
Tears trickled down Eva's face as she ran even harder down the sidewalks. So many questions were running through her mind as she passed shops of all sorts and people she didn't even register as being people. She wouldn't slow down, as if running faster and harder would help her to out-run the horrible dream.
Traffic zoomed by Eva as she began to stager down the street, her breath coming in hasty little gulps. She looked around her, finally registering that she had no clue where she was.
I feel as if I've been running for hours. Is this another dream?
People were walking all around Eva on the congested sidewalk as she looked around. There were no signs pointing you where to go, or any shop billboards telling you what fancy thing you can purchase.
Where am I?
Eva bumped into someone. She looked up.
"Mr. Barry??" Startled, Eva backed up a step.
The guy looked down on her and smiled a creepy and wicked smile, one that you only see in horror movies when someone's about to die. Eva barely suppressed a scream.
"Eva! Why didn't you help me?" Eva shot her head around. There was Hara, with the same smile as Mr. Barry.
"Hara?!?" Eva said, confused. All of a sudden blood started pouring down Hara's forehead and her arms. "Hara!!"
Eva looked back at Mr. Barry. "You aren't Mr. Barry! And you aren't my best friend!" She looked at other faces on the street. She saw blood everywhere, on everyone's face.
Eva shrank to her knees as blood pooled around her. She heard someone yell. She heard footsteps pounding the ground, getting closer and closer. Someone suddenly wrapped their arms around her knees and around her back. She was lifted up into the air and the wind was soon rushing past her face.
Eva dared to open her eyes. She saw blonde hair and a long red coat. She heard another yell and dared to look behind her. Eva saw bloody figures that looked like zombies walking her way. One grabbed her leg, but the guy swatted it off, like it was nothing more than a fly that was bothering him. But, Eva couldn't help it:
She could no longer suppress her scream.
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Eva opened her eyes.
"Oh, good, you're up. I thought..." The voice trailed off.
Eva looked up. There, standing in front of her, was the guy from her dream. He wasn't wearing the red coat, but instead a shorter black one. He stepped forward and looked closely at the scratch on Eva's cheek. (She had no idea how she got it, just that it hurt.)
She blushed furiously. His face was so close... Just thinking about that made Eva turn even redder.
She finally turned her head away. He backed off from in front of her and went to the other side of the room. Eva followed him her eyes until he went around a corner. This gave her a chance to look around.
Above sat a window, from which no light shone through. On the other side of the room – which was looking more like a warehouse of some-sort – there was a table, small yet neat, and on the table there were a lot of papers and binders full of paper. Eva wondered what they were for, and if they were even this guy's stuff. She was about to stand up and go take a look at them, when he came back, carrying two plates of food into the room.
"Eat up. I need to get you home, or whatever, so I can go on my way." He sounded annoyed, yet… nervous. Eva couldn't put her finger on it.
They started eating the corn, rice, and chicken that was on the plates. He sat opposite of Eva, staring intently at his food. He didn't even look up once. Eva noticed that there was only one glass of milk, set down in between them.
"You want the milk?" She asked quickly, trying to be polite.
When he looked up so suddenly, she could see the anger flash into his eyes. It disappeared almost as suddenly. "No."
Eva shrugged her shoulders slightly and took the cup. He was staring at her for about a minute, and then he went back to staring at his food.
The silence was deafening. You would here a pin drop, it was so quiet. Eva swallowed down the rest of the milk, and gently placed the cup down.
"So what's your name?" She asked quietly, trying not to pound too hard on the thickening silence. But she really wanted to know the name of her 'dream-guy'.
He was silent for a few moments, swirling around the remnants of what was left on his plate. "Why should you care?"
Eva was some-what shocked. In her dreams, this guy was gentle and kind-hearted, but in reality he was mean and cold. "Well… if you won't tell me your name, tell me why you brought me here. I mean, it's not like you could see what's going on in my mind, right?"
Eva thought she heard him mutter, "You wish." She stared at him awkwardly and then tears formed in her eyes. She had absolutely no idea why, at first.
"Wha… what's wrong?!?" He jumped up and stared at Eva. She just looked at him as if he were the grim reaper, come to take her away.
"You… you're real… And so… No!" Eva shot up. She didn't realize how weak her legs were, so she stumbled onto the cement floor. She attempted to stand up again but fell down into the guy's arms.
"No! This can't be happening!" Eva yelled and screamed. She struggled to get out of his grip. Then there was that slick feel of metal underneath his right sleeve. She stopped and stared into his eyes, the tears still flowing freely.
He helped Eva to sit down, and then he sat down beside her.
"So, what's wrong?" He sounded concerned.
Once she had calmed down, Eva started telling him of all the dreams and all the happenings that had happened to her. She left out the details about how close they seemed. He listened intently, not once interrupting her. She told him all about how Hara was died in one of her dreams, and how she had saw blood everywhere before he had taken her to this room. He sat still the whole time, looking at her whenever she would stop in mid-sentence.
Tears started coming down Eva's cheek. She wiped away at them angrily, and looked away from the guy.
"I'm sorry. It's stupid of me to be crying." Eva said, wiping more tears away.
"No," he said as he gently turned her head toward him with his hand.
Eva stared into his beautiful golden eyes. He started to speak, but Eva only heard white noise. When she finally heard what he was saying, it started with his name.
"My name's Ed."
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Hara ran all the way to Eva's house. Only after she had looked all over the school for her a million times had she decided to go and see if Eva was already at home.
Hara could hear the doorbell echo through the apparently empty building. Looking around, Hara thought of what she could do now. She caught the mail box on the side of the house with the corner of her eye.
Of course! Hara lifted the metal box and stuck her hand behind it, feeling along the stone wall. Her fingers closed around a small piece of cold metal. She yanked the object out and confirmed she had the right one.
Ah-ha! Hara pushed the key into the dead-bolt and swung open the door. She had seen Eva pull the key out of its hiding place so many times, she would have to be blind not to know where it was.
"Eva?" She called cautiously into the darkness. "Eva, are you here?"
Hara slipped off her shoes and walked up the stairs to Eva's room. She paused a moment before proceeding in. She sat down on the bed and picked up a picture frame. It was a photo of when she and Eva were little. There was mud all over them. Hara laughed as she remembered.
Hara stood up and walked over to Eva's desk. It was obvious Eva wasn't here. It was obvious that she was in some kind of trouble – she had never run off like this before. Hara picked up a blank sheet lying on the desk and turned it over. It was Eva's drawing of that guy.
"God, Eva, where are you?"
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Ed is so not his usual self, and I realize that now. But I don't want to have to go back and change the whole chapter!
So anyway, I will work my but off this month to get you the next chapter! Thanks! (DarkShadow97)
oh, and Happy New Year, everyone!