I don't own Twilight or Hannibal or have anything against annoying lazy managers who sit on their ass all day and get annoyed when you need the void key and they have to get off their ass and give it to you. GGGGRRRR, okay maybe just a slight grudge if anyone's interested I envisioned my manager in the story to look like Craig from Malcolm in the Middle.
One thing she loved to do when she finished up the nights dishes was play the music as loud as she possibly could, mostly it was old school 60s, like the Beatles or maybe some Motown when Scotty wasn't here. But tonight it seemed sort of ominous, like something bad was going to happen. It was so Alanis Morisette music. But instead of worsening her fears she turned to something more up beat and turned on some old school Beach Boys.
She began bobbing her head to the music as she quickly stacked the dishes into the industrial dishwasher. That dishwasher was amazing it washed, polished and dried your dished in one minute and 18 seconds. She waited for a few moments before touching them, the dishwasher may be awesome but it left the dishes extremely hot, as she had learnt when she first began working here.
She practically threw the dished in their rightful places before she threw her apron on the rack and turning off the radio. She was thankful that Sandy had done the tables before she spirited out the door followed moments by the manager who waddled himself out of his seat and out the door, she was surprised he would walk that fast actually.
"Scotty I'm off, you on tomorrow"
She asked, dreading tomorrow, it was her 9 ½ hour shift, filled with bitching teenaged girls and annoyed children who wanted ice cream in the middle of winter... freaks but hey working nights on a Saturday is a hell of a lot worse than working late nights Friday.
"Yep, yep only a couple of hours though, Marks on the rest"
She froze mid turn, Mark, Mark as in throw potato in his face and getting suspended because of it Mark, is bad enough she had to put up with his arrogance at school, he had to go and get a job and the same place as her as well.
"I know sweetie I tried to get someone else, but no one else would cover my shift for me and I was desperate"
Scotty said pointing his head around the corner and giving her an extremely cute pout, it made her want to squeeze him to death, Damnit he knew her weakness.
"Its alright, I have a couple of hours to come up with some kind of believable sickness that strikes out of the blue and lasts until Marks isn't on again"
She said with a smile before she pulled her yellow coat over he work pants and shirt before giving Scotty an amused smirk, saluted him.
"Cya later Scotland"
She opened the door and nearly froze on the spot. It must be about to snow, the wind was ice cold. She heard Scotty make a strangled noise in the back of his throat at use of his full name before she made a mad dash for her car.
Ah her car, reliable old and looked like it was stuck together with sticky tape, if she ever did a pimp my ride application. Old Susan here would surely be pimped.
She jumped into her old car and threw her bag into the back seat absently. She rubbed her hands together cursing herself for forgetting her gloves. She was just glad the heat in her car was one of the things that still worked.
She turned the ignition of her car and frowned at the spluttering noise it made.
That noise was never good.
Hoping it was just a fluke, she tried again getting the same response. She threw her hands up in the air before smacking the steering wheel in frustration.
"Work damn you Susan"
She yelled at the stupid, UNreliable car before making the decision to sell her for parts so she could buy herself a new, better car.
Before she could threaten her car with this however she saw Scotty out of the corner of her eyes. He was traipsing through the long grass trying to make it to his car, because he had arrived before six, he had to park his car in the street. Company policy.
In moments she was out in the freezing cold chasing after the blonde haired cook, hoping the hell he wasn't annoyed at her.
"Hey Scotty, can you give me a jump"
She yelled as he turned around and gave her a goofy amused smile. She did a little dance in her head.
"Sure Noelly wait inside and I will bring my car around"
He said before he stomped through the grass, somebody really need to mow it, but she supposed because it wasn't seen no one really minded trying to mission their way through it.
She thought about going to wait inside her car, but decided against it, she was sort of mad at Susan and it would be just as cold inside her car than it would be out side. Besides the building was so much closer.
She marched over to the diner entrance. It had this sort of cover that seemed to be warm no matter what the weather was like. The front door was hardly ever locked. She nearly screamed in annoyance when she found this particular night someone had locked it. She vaguely remembering the fat manager waddle out of the door around half an hour ago.
"Stupid lazy manager"
She yelled and hit the door in annoyance, but with her excellent hand eye coordination skills she missed the middle of the door that she was aiming for and ended up scraping her hand on the side, drawing blood. Which she blamed completely on the lazy manager and his stupid ability to lock all the doors in the diner, suddenly she didn't feel so guilty about calling in sick anymore.
She went to wipe the now bloody finger on her work pants when she heard someone behind her. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the lady spoke.
"Don't do that, its such a waste"
Confused and a little scared, she willed Scotty to hurry up with the car. She weighed up if she should talk to the crazy lady behind her. She was creepily silent.
What could it hurt?
She turned around and nearly screamed at the sight of the woman, she was beautiful there was no denying that, her pitch black hair hung around her waist. Her features hinted at Mexican decent, but her extremely pale skin said otherwise. She had blood red eyes that freaked me out. She was extremely tall around 6 foot maybe taller most of which was leg. Which she could see a lot of. It was winter and this crazy lady was wearing a pair of short shorts and a singlet top. While she was freezing her ass off in a jacket and at least six layers of thermal wear.
Yep she was crazy alright.
"Look lady I'm not in the mood for crazy tonight"
She said, not really wanting to turn her back on the crazy woman, just in case she did something rash, but really the only way to stop talking to somebody was to turn your back on them.
Before she could make up her mind the crazy lady spoke again.
"Oh, but I'm in the mood for you, you smell wonderful... like Lilly's so fragile yet so beautiful"
Okay so now I can add crazy woman to my list, under arrogant teenaged fry cooks who cant take no for an answer and drunken married men. Awesome.
"Okay lady that's kind of creepy"
'You freak' I added mentally in my head, not wanting to annoy the crazy lady in anyway.
This folks it when it got weird, she started walking towards me like I was some kind of meal to her, she actually licked her lips and I hope to god she didn't escape from the mental intuition for something like cannibalism, she had seen Hannibal it wasn't pretty.
She wasted no time trying to get away from the maybe cannibal and started backing away herself, hoping to hell that Scotty was on his way. She turned her head to see if he was coming.
BIG mistake let me tell you, it seemed to get the crazy cannibal all excited and with inhuman strength and speed she had me in a chokehold, her hands were so freezing cold, much to cold even for someone wearing so little clothing as she was. She started sniffing my neck and moaning It would have made some kind of impropriate joke about her getting a room with my neck or something around this time. But I was to damn scared it scared to even scream, I'm horrible in situations that require fast action, I tend to freeze up.
The crazy cannibal was sniffing my neck and moaning. You know how I said before how it wouldn't hurt to talk to her... I was wrong, so very wrong.
She bit me, You know when your about to faint and you get extremely nauseas, your head goes all light and you get really dizzy, well that's exactly how it felt at first teamed with the feeling of getting an injection.
But then she heard a noise or something in the distance and she took off, her arms still wrapped around my neck. She was chocking me but that wasn't the worst thing I felt. She had poisoned me, all I could feel was fire it was in my skin, I screamed my ass off then, it hurt like hell. I think the crazy cannibal/vampire freak lady got that she was chocking me and lessened her grip somewhat but still refused to let me go. She attempted to lift me up and keep sucking my blood as she ran, and trust me she ran fast, I could feel the wind on my face as I was screaming. She wasn't ready to let me go. She kept mumbling about how her food was getting cold.
She attempted to suck my blood. I guess would be the correct term, but she wasn't that coordinated enough and stumpled a few times before she eventually gave up.
But what ever it was she was running from had caught up with her. A big while blur jumped on her and sent me flying out of her grasp. I landed on the ground with the thump and a scream. The pain was so intense now I couldn't move with out getting a blast of fire through my body.
I could feel something extremely cold touching my face and wiping away my hair, at first I though she had come back and was going to finished me off. But she had never been this gentle with me to begin with.
"Its okay, my brothers are taking care of her"
The musical voice told me, I reached my eyes open ignoring the pain to look up and find the new girl at my school. I wracked my brain for her name and for a reason to distract myself from the pain.
Ally, nope
Alison, no
If I got through this I promised myself I would listen to Ruby's gossip more.
Alice that was it. Alice Cullen an her family moved from LA like two weeks ago they were all beautiful but completely anti social, Ruby was infatuated with them and was kind of cut to learn they were all taken by each other.
It wasn't working, the distraction. if anything it was making things worse, the fire was spreading. At first it began at her neck where the crazy cannibal had bitten her (hey she was either a cannibal or one of those vampire Goth weird people. And this hurt way to much for plastic teeth, there was no way vampires existed anyway)
The fire had moved down from my neck to my all through out my waist, I could feel it slowly creeping down to my legs, worsening as time went on. I could still feel Alice cooling my body with her hands, it wasn't doing much. But every little bit helped.
I could hear disgusting ripping sounds that made me want to vomit, the sound of someone even a crazy cannibal like the one that bit me, I never want to hear again. She screams seemed to ring in my ears. For a moment I was glad she was in pain and I wished it would get worse for her.
Shortly after her scream stopped. I could smell Gas and panicked for a second that they were going to set me on fire but really how much worse could it be, burning on the inside as well as the out.
The pain was driving me crazy, I did everything to stop myself from screaming, biting my tongue until It bleed, gritting my teeth, I hated showing pain in front of people. But there were times when a random pain would shoot through my body but I couldn't help but scream out.
"NOELLE, NOELLE WHERE ARE YOU"
I could hear Scotty calling for me. apparently we hadn't travelled as far as I had thought.
He sounded worried, Scotty never used my full name it was always Noelly or Noel. Noelle was used firmly when he was furious at me or worried about me. I could imagine his usually carefree face screwed up into worry. He probably found my bag that I dropped when the cannibal bit me.
I want to scream out to him, tell him to run. But Alice clamed her hand over my mouth quickly.
"Don't Noel its not safe"
She whispered in the pixy voice of hers before she called somebody over.
I could hear them talking but not what they were saying only tiny bits and pieces, something about Scotty and someone named Carlisle, and how they needed to do it quickly.
I felt someone pick me up on the ground and while I appreciated the gentle way they did it. it still hurt like yell so I ended screaming into Alice's hand which was still firmly gripped over my mouth so I wouldn't gain Scotty's attention.
They were running again, it was another girl, Alice only had two other sisters, I opened my eyes that I hadn't realised I had closed again and spotted blonde hair flying in the wind. The blonde one, Ruby said the blonde one was the mean one. she had a name like a flower... Rosalie.
Ruby said her glare could turn anyone to ice, that she was gorgeous and she knew it.
She was fast because I could feel myself being bought into a house only moments later. Gasps and frantic movements followed shortly after.
I felt myself being dumped onto a soft bed. It hurt like hell, so not appreciated.
I heard hurried footsteps burst through the door and someone walk over to me. Hurried by calming their was a air of superiority about this person that even in my cannibal poisoned state could feel.
"They said it was to late, the venom had already taken"
Someone told the boss person.
"How long since she was bitten"
He asked while touching her and getting a painful flinch out her.
"Alice had the vision about twenty minutes ago, so I'm guessing at least ten"
Ten minutes, it felt like ten hours. If it didn't hurt so much, I would have moaned in annoyance or pain.
I could hear the boss man frown as he spoke.
"Yes, the venom has already taken"
He began but I began to feel faint and tired, being in pain for ten minutes was a drag on my body and it was shutting down shop. I could feel my eyes getting heavier, which was weird because I though they were still open, I had a major panic attack for a moment thinking the stupid cannibal freak made be blind.
After that subsided I felt myself falling into one of those deep long lasting sleeps that make your feel groggy instead of refreshed when you wake up.
All I have heard when people die is how they though about their families and friends, how their life's would flash before their eyes. But that's all a bunch of bull shit designed to make you feel slight better that in your final moments you would be surrounded with happy memories.
The truth, your mind is in such a state of shock you don't even have time to think of anything of substance, for instance my final thoughts were not of my mother and how it would kill her to find that I had died, nor was it on my father who snuck deserts into my room when mom had grounded me, hell they weren't even on my little sister who at three wouldn't understand death but would wonder why her parents were crying and why wasn't her big sister coming home.
I wish I could say my final thoughts before I passed out that night, not knowing if I would ever wake up again were of my families, but it was just not true.
No, my last conscious thought was that I wished I had died on a sunny day.
Hoped you enjoyed the chapter, I'm off to get some fish and chips now, YUM.