CHAPTER 2
{NICK LUCAS POV}
Ugh Joe. God I can't believe I have to live with him…I can't believe I'm related to him! Why does he always have to bring up that subject in the worst of possible times?! Can't he see that I'm obviously not over…what happened?! I can't recall much, but here's what I can remember:
*flashback*
--I see the back of her head, her long locks flowing just above her waist, pin straight. I reach out to take her hand, enjoying the warmth and the softness of her pale skin.
--Now her face, turned towards me, smile lighting up her features. The sun is shining on the right side of her face, and I see imperfections on her skin.
That's not right.
Her skin is flawless.
Something's wrong.
"What happened?" I ask. She pulls her hand from mine.
Her smile disappears. My heart aches—I long to see her smile again. "What do you mean?"
"I…your face."
"What's wrong with my face?" She's getting defensive; closing herself up. No—the moment was so perfect; don't leave, don't go. She's fading…dissolving…
(Where is she going?)
--Concrete floor, bland walls, short ceiling. A single light. A table, two chairs—one on each side. A door closes; a man walks up to the table, sits down across from me.
(What's going on?)
"What was your relationship with her?" The man asks. He's tall, probably 6'1"—wearing some kind of uniform, though I can't be sure what it's for. He's big—muscular, probably bench presses 250. He has a mustache, but I can tell it's fake.
(Why is he wearing a fake mustache?)
His eyes are black—I can't distinguish the pupil from the iris. They are menacing, burning holes through my eyes. The light is now hurting my eyes—I'm blind.
(Why can't I see?)
I finally find my voice. "Why does it matter? I haven't seen her since…since…" Oh God. Remember. Remember. Please, I need this. Please, please, please. God help me.
I see him shake his head, and then everything goes dark.
--I can't see a thing. All I can see is—
(HELP!)
What? What was that?
(HELP!)
Who is that? Who's yelling? Where am I?
(PLEASE, ANYBODY, SAVE ME!)
I don't understand. Where am I? What is going on?
It's dark. A sliver of light pokes through the blackness. It burns—so much, like placing hot coals on my eyes—(How do I know how that feels?)—and something slides down my throat. It has no taste, no smell, no texture, no nothing. It's as if it wasn't there.
(What the hell is happening to me?)
*end flashback*
I shiver, recollecting things that I haven't seen in…months? Years? I can't even remember anymore. It's as if—as if none of it happened.
What does it mean?
{LUCY LOU POV}
(What the hell is happening to me?)
Gasping, I jolt awake. Huh…where…where am I?
It's dark. A sliver of light pokes through the blackness. It burns—so much, like placing hot coals on my eyes—(How do I know how that feels?)—and something slides down my throat. It has no taste, no smell, no texture, no nothing. It's as if it wasn't there.
What…what the hell? What's going on? I don't…I'm so confused…
Save me.
Review please :) And it'll probably start getting wicked confusing after this point, and that's normal. It's supposed to get confusing, so don't feel bad if you don't understand it or anything xP
- Lauren