Chapter Five
I was shocked.
All this time, I had thought that faking my own death a couple of years before had solved everything. It had been Train's idea.
We had gone to an abandoned computer warehouse, where laptops sat on tables, line after line after line. I was terrified of something going wrong, but Rinslet reassured me that our charade would work. Sven had also made sure that a certain someone (whose name I won't mention, for security purposes) followed us there. I "tripped" over a computer wire and "accidentally" landed into an unfinished computer screen. I was "electrocuted," my limbs were "burnt to crisps," and my remains had never been found. It was so dark, that it was impossible for anyone that wasn't close to know I had faked it.
But someone had been close, and they had seen exactly what had happened. Someone knew that I was still alive. Someone knew that I had faked my death. And that someone was very, very close.
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Only after we were in the car and driving back home did I notice that Train had my poster. He tried to hide it, but it was too late. I had already seen. I held out my hand, and Train reluctantly handed me the poster, and another one underneath. The first one said
WANTED
(Picture of Me)
EVE
Description: Blonde hair, pink eyes, 133 cm height.
Age: 14
Sex: Female
REWARD, ALIVE AND UNHARMED: $30,000
I felt Rinslet's hand on my back, and I realized I wasn't breathing. I let out the breath I had been holding and squeezed my eyes shut. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep in Rinslet's arms, to the bouncing of the car. And then, I dreamt.
The first thing I noticed was the grass.
It was the kind of grass that was a deep, rich green, and you thought it would last forever. The grass was soft and had a sprinkling of dew on it, and it was squishy and felt good in between my toes. I laughed and looked up at the periwinkle blue sky. I don't know how to describe it, I thought. Perfect. I smiled. That was the word. Perfect.
My eyes are closed, and I let myself fall into the grass, trusting that when I fall, the blades of grass underfoot would catch me. I heard the wind whistling in my ears, and too soon, it was over. Standing, I took in my surroundings for the first time.
I realized I was near a stream. It sounded very close, just through the brush to my right. The leaves on the tree at my left rustled. A baby bird emerged, flying for the first time since winter. My long, strapless ankle-length dress matched its frost-white wings and small body. Just then, the brush to my right shook and a boy emerged.
A boy? No, this was a man. A tall, handsome man, dressed all in white, so blindingly white it was almost blue. He was barefoot, as was I, and had blonde hair and magenta eyes. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of me, looking down slightly and smiling.
Unconsciously, I put my hands around his neck and pulled him towards me so fiercely that I fell and he fell on top of me. He chuckled and spoke softly into my ear, and I shivered in delight.
"Eve, Eve… Oh Eve, I want to make sweet love to you. I've waited so long! Don't make me wait any longer…"
I felt like I had known him before. We were lovers, and we were ready. In a flash, his shirt was on the ground, and I couldn't help but admire his chiseled chest. His eyes wandered the length of my body, so I tugged my dress off slowly just to tease, watching him all the while. He winked. I blushed profusely in response.
"My darling, you're beautiful. I'm the luckiest man in the world…" He murmured while he kissed my lips. These kisses were so gentle and loving, nothing like Train's hard, fierce ones. This is how a gentleman kisses, I thought as the man on top of me moved down to my neck, and then my breasts.
Train! I have to get out of here. I know exactly what's happening – how could I be so stupid?!
I stalled.
"What's your name, anyway? You seem to have experience…" I tried to laugh, but it came out haltingly.
"Adam," he answered. "Your soul mate." Terrified, I kicked him off of me and put on my dress. He let me go. "Why are you scared? We belong together. Remember? Adam and Eve."
He pulled his shirt back on.
"Adam and Eve…"
His figure disappeared in the trees, away from the clearing. The last thing I saw were his eyes, just like my own.
He was gone, but his voice… was still there. His voice bore deep into my heart, etching the words he would say, over and over…
"Adam and Eve…"
"Adam and Eve…"
"Adam and Eve…"