This is my first fan fiction ever, so be kind to a newbie :D
I decided to publish it, just to see if anyone likes it. Please review :)

I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me

Metallica, One

Cold, dry leafs crackle under my bare feet. It's night, but I can see everything around me. Strong light of the moon falls trough the branches. For some reason, I'm not scared. The sounds of animals, shadows of the trees, and my breath seem familiar. It feels good to be in the woods again.

Deep inside someone's calling my name. I'm marching to the source and it doesn't take me long to finally find it.

Abbigail! Why can't I recognize the voice? Is it male? Maybe female? Only thing I'm sure is that it's calling me from the house. I've never been on this place, but I know it from somewhere. The house is big and burned. The walls are mostly made of wood, and I picture them whole. Beautiful building, it surely was. Abbie! The voice is screaming - louder and louder. I'm trying to reach the door, but I cannot move. My whole body turned to stone. I became a statue of living flesh.

Inside the house, the voice screams again. From the broken window, I see red dots. Two red dots staring back at me.

Wake up! Wake up! Damn it, wake up!

My body is still. I can't move but I can feel. Someone is shaking me. Fight it.

By now, I was afraid to open my eyes. It's cold and wet. I don't feel the safty and warmth of my blanket over me.

"You could have freeze to death." Strange voice stated. As soon as I heard it, my eyes flew open. Above me, green eyes stared at mine. For the record, they are beautiful. Black haired man sighed in relief. "Who the hell are you?" I inquired. My whole body shivered.

"What the hell are you doing in the woods almost naked?"

I was cold, but never really realized that I'm wearing only my oversized T-shirt and underwear. Fortunately, the shirt's big enough to cover my knees. "What's your name?" Man asked surprisingly softly. His structure is massive, and his face isn't really trustable. "Abbigail..." I studied him for a long time, and after realizing it turned to staring, my cheeks heated up. "Abbigail Argent,'' after adding that, my eyes quickly turned to another direction, observing the environment around me. Awful whimper escaped my mouth after seeing the house in front of me. It's the same burned house. I can feel the evil eyes staring at me from the dark.

Dark haired man offered me his phone without a word.

It was hard to type my father's phone number with shaking hands. Suddenly, I felt warmth over my shoulders. He took of his leather jacket and put it on me. Giving him a grateful smile, I pressed dial.

Phone rang three times before he picked up. "Chris Argent," sleepy voice on the other end says.

"Dad- It's me. Abbie."

"Abbie?" he repeated confusingly.

"I'm in the woods. I don't remember how I ended up here. Dad. I'm scared. Come find me."

Small tear escaped my eye. "Can you see anything that may help me fid you?" After the question, I heard him yell for Kate.

There were safe and sound in their sleeps, and now I woke them up, pathetically crying for help.

"A house. Burned house"

Silence. Only breaths and nothing more.

"I'll be there in minutes. Don't go anywhere. Be careful. Don't go inside."

My father was scared of something more than just me lost in the woods. I could almost taste it in his voice.

He hangs up.

"Thank you," I was about to turn to the man who woke me up, but he was gone. There wasn't anyone near me.

My eyes watered, and I lost almost every feeling in this body. I heard an engine turning off somewhere in the distance. Kate rushed out from the black SUV. Blonde woman collapsed next to me, worry eating her face. "I'm fine!" I yelled.

But she didn't believe me. She doubted me. And it hurts. Why can't she believe in me as I do in her? I'm not as weak as she thinks I am.

My eyes checked for a man standing above Kate. It's almost as I look myself in the mirror. Allison is the reflection of our mother, but I look more as my father and Kate. "Get up, come on." Kate helped me stand with one hand, in other, she had a gun. I recognized it, it's one of dad's from the garage. My father nodded towards the house. I knew that it was meant for Kate. He walked quietly, trying not to step on a wrong lath. "Did you see anyone here?" Aunt squeezed my hand again, just like last night. I didn't answer. Her gentle eyes turned into opposite. They received unkind, troubled tone. "Did you!?" She became impatient and dropped her aunty Kate manner. This, standing in front of me, was a woman I've never met before. This was other part of her, that I knew so little about. The one she's been hiding from me. "Yes. Yeah, there was some guy." Her face tensed. "Who?"

"I-I don't know. He didn't gave me his name."

She grabbed my face. "Concentrate. Describe him to me, Abbie."

"Black hair. Green eyes. About your age."

The part of her I don't know growled. The sound was frightening, it made my hair shudder. "Chris!" She yelled for my father. "Did you gave him your name?" Finally she let my face, but with such force that I almost fell on my back. I nodded and Kate's eyes popped open. Her beautiful face turned into red grimace.

In that moment, I was afraid of my own family. Being alone in the woods, chased by a monster, sounds much less terrifying.

Dad rushed out of the house, sweat pouring down his unshaved face. "Nothing inside. What's going on?" He didn't even glanced at me. His eyes were locked onto his sister's.

"It's him."

Two words were enough for my father to burst out in anger.

"It's who?" I dared to ask.

Kate sheared me with a look. All words were gone from my throat.

Although I was perfectly okay with walking by myself, both of them pulled me to the car. For some reason I felt like a pray, not a daughter or niece but a deer who's about to experience his death sentence. I inhaled deeply. Like a deer who just filled his lungs with last amount of air.

Allison waited in the living room with mom. She was still in her pajamas, even though it's eight in the morning and she's supposed to be in school. I could see tears in my mother's eyes. Red haired woman sprinted to hug me. Soon Allison caught up to us too, also hugging me. "I'm fine, I'm fine." I repeated over and over again.

When they pulled away, I was able to breathe normally again.