Hey
fanfictioners,
Thanks so, so much for your help. I got a lot of
soul names. Which are ALL wonderful. They helped, but continue to
send suggestions, it opens up my options. So just because I'm
continuing the story, doesn't mean you can't suggest anymore.
Please, the more the better. And just to be clear, I am not looking
for names from a particular planet. All are welcome. Also, the
chapters ARE and WILL CONTINUE to come slow. My school has started
and I'm busy busy. So I apologize in advance, but I'll try to
update as soon as I can. Remember REVIEW.
Last Chapter (Ch.6)
Over all, I looked lifeless. Like I was empty. In a way I was. With a grunt I turned on the shower and got in. Letting the hot water sooth my aches. I leaned my head back and sighed.
I'm not sure what will lie ahead, I just know I have no choice but to go along with it.
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Chapter 7 – Fallen
One month.
Two months.
Three months…
Three whole, tiresome months has passed. Each and every day a challenge just to live. Sunny, Melanie and I have been living like all other souls. Melanie though, was not allowed to leave the hotel room, which had practically become our home. She was frustrated by her lack of freedom.
Flashback.
"Why can't I help?" Melanie asked, her voice almost a whine. Sunny and I sighed,
"Because," I said, "Melanie you aren't a soul. No pun intended."
She grumbled and crossed her arms. Sunny and I had just arrived back from the grocery store, just like any other day.
"I feel useless." She said,
Sunny opened her mouth to protest but was interrupted.
"Come on. What have I been doing lately?" She insisted. I looked at Sunny, and we shared a panicked glance. "Exactly," Melanie said, "I've just been eating, reading, watching TV, and sleeping. I need to help. It's only fair."
I sighed; Melanie was clearly not going to budge on the subject. "What if we find something for you do in here." I suggested.
"Yes, you can do the laundry from now on." Sunny agreed happily. "Or we could let you make the dinner for a few nights."
Melanie glared at us and sighed. She stomped back to her bed and opened the book we had bought her. Sunny and I sighed in unison; at least the storm was over for now.
End flashback
Everything has been just passing so quickly. I felt like I was watching life, rather than participating. I feel that horrible twist in my stomach every time I think of Ian. For many, many night Sunny, Melanie and I have cried ourselves to sleep. All our meaning for life, gone. Melanie, the strongest out of us three, took the longest to recover. And as the days passed, an idea occurred to me, though it was crazy, I felt like I had to.
"I'm going to go look for the others." I told Sunny and Melanie at dinner. They both froze, Sunny's fork half way to her mouth.
"What?" They gasped,
"I'm going to look for them." I said simply, poking at my food.
"Them as in…" Sunny asked,
"Jamie and everyone else. I know some of them escaped. I know it, I saw them."
Melanie tensed when she heard Jamie's name.
"Wanda…" Sunny whispered, "You don't know where to look… you don't even know if their still-"
"They are alive." I growled. Sunny sighed, and didn't say anymore.
"I'll come with you," Melanie said quietly, both Sunny's and my own head snapped in her direction. Her eyes were clouded with sadness, and her features pained.
Sunny grumbled, "Fine," She said fiercely, "I guess I'm coming too."
"Thank you…" I whispered quietly.
The next day, we packed our belongings and filled two suitcases with food and water. I knew they both thought my idea was ridiculous, Sunny more than Melanie but I just had a feeling. That gut twisting feeling that there was something out there. We piled into the jeep, Sunny driving, Melanie in the back seat with all the stuff, and I rode shotgun. We flew by all the buildings, the happy faces of the souls. They world just so perfect, that a wrinkled shirt would be a problem to them. They have no idea, how tough I have it. I looked at Melanie in the review mirror. Her eyes distant and cold, if you look really closely, you can see the sadness leaking through. She stared out the window as we drove on, her mind in another world, probably with Jared. Soon the buildings we're behind us and we were on a dusty and rocky path in the desert. We rode on until we could not see the city any longer, we couldn't see any other soul either. We were completely alone.
"Are we going back to…?" Sunny mumbled, we could not call it home anymore. I don't know what to call it.
"No," I said quietly, "We'll just camp out close by, then we'll start our search."
She nodded and stared back at the road. We stopped a few minutes later, and set up camp. Two tents, one for Melanie and I, and one for Sunny. We will switch up the sleeping arrangements every day or so. Soon in was dark and we lit a fire.
We sat around it, our blankets wrapped around us. Tears fell silently on Melanie's cheeks as she looked around, the memories and the similarities of our surroundings must have gotten to her. Sunny moved closer to her and laid her head on Melanie's shoulder. Melanie stiffed for an instant then laid her head atop of Sunny's. I smiled slightly at the sight. Sunny so small, that from afar it would look like a mother and a daughter. Of course I was no bigger. Still Sunny is the oldest…
"I'm going to bed." I told them quickly and rose from the tree branch I sat on. I unzipped the opening to the tent and slid in, wrapping the blanket tighter around me. I breathed in deeply. The sounds of the fire and the night creature rang in my ear. All so peaceful that I soon drifted into a quiet sleep.
"Ian," I sighed.
Finally I fell into my dreams with Ian on my mind.
The next day,
"Shhh, she's waking up!" I heard Sunny whisper,
"Oh, what's the point she can probably hear is now." Melanie replied.
I sat up slowly, and rubbed my eyes. Sunny and Melanie sat crossed legged in front of me and stared.
"Why are you watching me sleep?" I asked them,
"Well it's hard to sleep with all the screaming." Melanie muttered.
"Screaming?" I asked,
"Wanda…we think you should get the single tent, Melanie and I can share." Sunny said,
"Why?" I questioned them, "I'm the smallest."
"Also the loudest," Melanie mumbled, and Sunny sighed.
"Look, Wanda. You scream in your sleep and frankly it wakes me up."
"I was screaming?"
"Very loudly," Sunny explained.
"About what?" I asked again, I never had a trouble with screaming before.
"Ian," Sunny said quietly, dropping her eyes to the floor.
"Oh," I said simply, as if she had just torn open a wound. "Okay then if that's what's best I can use the single bed."
They both nodded and replied "Thanks."
"You guys are probably tired; I can stay up and hold down the camp, you guys can sleep." I said standing up. I brushed myself off and unzipped the door and stepped out.
"Sleep well." I said to them but they were already asleep. I zipped the door back up and made my way to the campfire. I sighed and looked around. I missed Ian so so much. A small tear rolled down my cheek but I quickly wiped it away. I needed to get away from this place.
I walked away from out campsite and into the wilderness. The scene was just so familiar, all little reminders of what I had lost. What was gone, maybe forever? All those wonderful memories that I had, would all soon vanish. More tears came slowly down my cheek as I continued to walk forward. The world was blurring around me, but I did not care. Everything I had grown to love is gone. I walked and I walked, I don't know where I am going but I really don't care.
Suddenly I came to an edge of a cliff. I stopped right at the edge, and looked over. It wasn't that deep, but deep enough. I quickly stepped back and sighed with relief.
That was a close call; I whirled around and found myself starring into two deep blue eyes. I gasped and took a step backwards. My heart thumped in my chest as stared at this figure. It couldn't be possible…
"Ian?" I gasped. His name burning my tongue. There he stood as if nothing had happened to him, his hands at his sides his expression bewildered, and his eyes… oh God his eyes.
"No," I breathed and took another step back in disbelief then suddenly my feet were out from under me, and I lost my balance. I fell backwards and suddenly I was airborne. I shrieked as I fell through the air. My hair whirled upwards as I fell, then as quickly as it started I fell to the ground with a sickening "smack". I blinked trying to keep my eyes open, searching for the face that I had missed the most.
"Ian," I whispered. Suddenly the pain took over me and I felt my vision blurring. "Ian." I breathed as everything went black.
