I hope this character improves on the last one. This is for Rachel for annoying me until I put up the story and reminding me to put up this chapter. I have put this up several times because i kept on spotting errors. ¬_¬ Sorry! Thanks to my friend for rereading and rereading until I got it right!
By the way, check out Rachel's (LionessOfTheQuattro) stories, Hazy Days and Unknown Nightmares. They are both awesome and far outshine my writing.
I promise once I have put this up I will go hunt for your muse!
Enjoy and Happy New Year!
Finally one night I am woken by my mother crying downstairs. I creep down to see my dad holding her.
"What are we going to do David? We waited, like you said. We tried but I'm not sure she's in there anymore. My little girl has gone. The girl upstairs is just a shell." She is crying and my dad starts to speak to her but I am so shocked I just go back upstairs to bed. I sit there in my bed and after a little while I hear my parents go to bed.
I still sit there. Suddenly a tidal wave of emotion hits me. I am terrified. I want to cry, to scream. I want to call out for my mum, but I can't. I do the only thing I can think of.
"Please God. Please help me." I call out inwardly, begging for someone to come and take the pain away. Suddenly there are two people in my room. A man (he was quite handsome actually), wearing a leather jacket, and Alex. I just gape at them.
"She's beaten you. She's won. You've lost." says the man. I stare at him, and I feel a presence behind me, a prickle on the back of my neck. I see a shadow streaming out across my room. I don't turn, I am too scared.
"She was too strong for you. Like I was. Like Gene was." Alex has difficulty saying Gene but her words are commanding. She looks so powerful standing there, so assured.
"Go to Hell" She says quietly, saying a name at the end I don't quite catch.
There is a hiss behind me and the shadow has gone. I have my voice back. I feel free. The presence behind me has gone. And the dead feeling inside has gone.
"Thank you." I whisper. "Thank you so very much."
"It's alright." Says the man.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Sam Tyler."
"Oh." I turn my attentions to Alex. "Hello Alex. It's good to see you. Thank you, for coming to help." I sound a bit odd to myself.
"My pleasure." She replies. She sounds tired, she smiles at me. I can see that she is happy to see me, but she looks tired, and her eyes are still rimmed with red. "Tell Molly I love her." She says, she opens the door, and leaves. Sam however is still standing there.
"We helped you. One day, I'm not sure when, you will need to help us. Help Alex."
"She's unhappy." I state the obvious, remembering her red rimmed eyes.
"Yes. She left behind someone she loves."
"Molly?" I ask quickly, certain I know the answer.
"No. You haven't read that file, have you?" Sam asks earnestly, his handsome face serious.
"No, I didn't want my memory of Alex tarnished, plus it looked... private." I try to phrase it delicately in case Alex is still listening. Saying it made her look like she was crazy is not the high point of tact.
"Fair enough. Not yet, but one day read it. You'll know when." Sam grins at me, like he knows what I am thinking
"Ok." I give him an inadequate reply
Sam goes to my door. "Goodbye. He won't trouble you again. If he does or you ever have any other trouble, just call."
"Thank you" I say. Then he has gone. I snuggle back down in my bed. "I'm back" I whisper to myself. "I'm back."
When I wake up, there is no one in the house. My parents have gone to work. This bothers me slightly, until I remember that for the last two years I probably wouldn't even have noticed. It is 10 o'clock. I have breakfast, and then have a shower. Then I phone Will.
He picks up. "Hello." He sounds cautious, and slightly worried. This is no surprise, seeing as I wouldn't have thought to phone him if I was still like I was before. The only reason anyone from this number would be calling him would probably be to bring bad news.
"It's me." I say. "It's Alice. I'm back." There is a loud crash at the other end. I presume this is the phone being dropped, I hear the sound of someone running down the stairs very fast, and then faintly I hear Will say "I don't care if we are doing something today. I'm, going out. Here, mum, have a phone." Then I hear "Shoes, shoes, shoes." Then a door slamming. "He hasn't even hung up." I hear Will's mum say, then the phone cuts out. I laugh.
About five minutes later the doorbell is ringing desperately. I go and open it. Will is there, panting slightly. I see him properly for the first time in ages. He doesn't half look bad, in fact, he looks quite fit.
"Hello Will. Want to come in?"
"You really are back." He says, and his face splits into a grin.
"Yep. I sure am." I grin back at him. He steps towards me, and I move back to let him in. Except he pulls me towards him and kisses me. I am totally shocked. It never occurred to me that he would like me, not after the way I was acting. I thought he and Molly might have got together. I realise how much this would have upset me and I kiss him back.
The next year passes. I am happy now. Life is good. Sometimes I think about the file under my bed, and Sam and Alex. I try not to. I pretend to myself that it must have been my brain tricking me to pull me out of my pit.
Until one afternoon in my summer holidays.
I am now fifteen years old and Molly, Will and I are still friends. I am lying in the park with Molly and Will and some of our other friends; we have spent the day here, like we often do. Just talking and eating ice cream. Relaxing in the warmth. I semi close my eyes, staring up at the green light of the sunlight through the leaves. Someone says my name. I open my eyes properly, and sit up. Molly, Will, Matthew and Isobel are lying down with their eyes closed too. I think Will and Isobel are actually asleep. Mickey, Caitlin and Landon have gone off to get us some drinks from the small cafe at the edge of the park, they are nowhere in sight. Someone says my name again. I turn round and I see Sam standing beside the tree trunk.
"It's time Alice. It's time for you to help. You have to read that file Alice." I stare at him but then I blink, and he has gone.
That night when after dinner I crawl under my bed and get the file out. I read all the sheets, and I put the pen drive in my laptop. It is password protected; I try a couple of times, with Molly, Alex, all those kinds of things. I sit there frustrated for a few minutes, but then I remember that time in the car, so very long ago and I try something else. It works. There is a lot of research, files typed up on Sam, and some audio files. I listen to them.
I lie in bed long after my parents have gone to bed. I am terrified.
Everything has changed.
I know this is short and not particularly good but I need to rewrite the next bit and I wanted to put some story up on New Year's Day! I'll try not to take too long.