Don't Look in the Basement

Chapter 12

Sooo I finally got off of my lazy butt and decided to update again :P I've started a new goal though where I have to complete at least two paragraphs every night to keep the story moving! Once again thanks for all the reviews and votes and keep it up! (: Hope you enjoy this chapter!

"You can run but you can't hide little one."

It was dark and I was running blindly, not knowing where I was or where I was going. All I knew for certain was that someone was gripping my hand tightly and pulling me after them.

"Not even He can keep you safe for very long."

The strange new voice was growing closer and whoever was leading me through the darkness was growing more frantic and was trying to make sure I kept up with them. I was trying to keep up but I was starting to lose stamina and...

I was ripped away from the hand that had held onto my arm tightly. I was torn away so suddenly that I hadn't even managed to cry out before I was trapped. Arms crushed me tightly like a cobra squeezing the life out of it's prey. I couldn't breathe and I couldn't move. My vision was growing dark as oxygen was denied from my body. Someone was screaming my name but I didn't know who it was.

"Alice!"

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My eyes snapped open and I sat up straight gasping for air. For a moment I was disoriented in the near pitch blackness of the room before remembering my surroundings. I raised a clammy hand up to my face and took deep breaths. My face felt hot while the rest of my body felt as cold as ice. I rested my face against the back of my hand trying to cool it down. Half of the room was bathed in a strange orange glow and it took me a moment to realize that someone had started a fire in the fireplace.

I had no idea what time it was, but with my best guess I would say it was late at night or the early hours of the morning. I could hear my heart beating a mile a minute and I still took in huge gulps of air as I tried to relax again.

"Don't have a heart attack on me now, love."

My eyes wandered up, until they spotted Jacob who was lounging in a seemingly careless manner on his bed, reading. I didn't know if vampires could suffer from bipolar disorder, but if they did he would be living proof. All traces of the anger he had had only a few hours ago had disappeared completely, and he seemed very at ease.

When I didn't say anything he continued, "Wish for me to add anything else? Some old fashioned cliches perhaps? It was only a dream? Take deep breaths? You're safe now? Want me to tuck you in?" He winked and patted a small spot on the bed next to him.

He laughed as I shifted my gaze down to the floor. "I see our princess is a little embarrassed. Ah no matter, but is there anything else I can do for our highness?"

"I want to see Henry." I said calmly. He didn't look shocked when I asked and I knew he must have been expecting it.

"And why on earth would I ever let you?" He turned on his side so that he was facing me, setting the book down beside him.

" I just want to see that he is okay." I replied, forcing myself to meet his eyes.

Rolling his eyes, he sat up, "The answer is no. He is fine, for now anyway,so you'll just have to take my word for it."

"I still want to see him." I continued to insist.

"Well the answer is still no." He fixed the collar on his shirt nonchalantly, before standing up " And please, please don't go into another fit of hysterics. There is only so much drama I can handle in one day from a girl. " he finished sarcastically.