S.A.L.V.A.T.O.R.E.

Shadows

A very long week passed and I didn't like Forks anymore with each day that went. The small week felt more like a month, I guess time passes slowly when you're hating what you're doing and where you are. I knew that I sure was.

On the fourth day of staying in Forks, mum went to Seattle for something to do with her work, though I was shocked when she said that she would be gone for a month, but it didn't worry me. I was more than happy to be alone. I loved nothing more than to be alone and do what I like, how I liked and for as long as I liked.

I woke up to the sound of rain, yet again hitting my window. It was dark as midnight outside, but when I turned over and looked at my clock, it was 5am. I was surprised that the sun wasn't up. I lay there, trying to get back to sleep, but failed with every minute that went by. At 6am, I got up and dress into my usual and casual style of clothes: a hoodie and jeans. I slowly walked down stairs, careful not to trip with each step I took, knowing that it would be hours, if not days before someone found me if I fell.

In the kitchen, I got a bowl of cereal and filled the bowl to its rims, before heading into the lounge room to watch TV while I ate. As I turned on the light in the room, I could have sworn that I had seen a dark figure move across the room and past me. My hair had lifted in the breeze that I felt as I seen the figure. I felt eerie after it as I sat alone in the huge room. Another sound in the kitchen this time made me jump. "Is anyone there?" I shouted, getting up and looking around the house, turning on each and every light I could find. 'It's just your imagination Jade, it's just your imagination, I repeated over and over, breathing hard with fear.

I ran towards the hall door, grabbing the car keys from the small bowl beside the door. I got outside and it was still dark. I lent up against the closed door, panting. What had gotten into me? Nothing real could move that fast, so why was I freaking out so much?

I went to go back inside and something told me not to, so I headed for the car instead. Once inside the car, I had to check the back seat when I felt eyes on me and again I thought I saw a dark figure. It's just your imagination, it's just your imagination, I repeated again, driving out the driveway and into town. I had only been in the tiny town of Forks once before mum left for Seattle, but still, I knew my way around the town already. That's how small it was...

I got to the Forks Diner and went on inside. There was only one other person in there apart from me which was a customer. I ordered and sat down in the table beside the window, while I waited.

A pale teenage boy with long black hair and black eyes came into the Diner. He looked at me as he passed and went to order his food and then looked at me again as he sat down across from me. There was something about him I didn't like, something I didn't trust. He kept looking at me while I ate and while his food sat there in front of him. He wasn't taking a bite.

I walked pasted him to pay for my breakfast and as I passed, I could still feel his eyes on me. After I paid I went back out to the car and looking behind me, feeling like I was getting followed. I didn't see anyone following me, but I still felt it.

I decided to go and have a look around the place. If I had to stay here for the next two years or whatever, I most as well know what was around me. I trailed around corners and through trees, before seeing a beach in front of me. I pulled up in the parking lot and got out slowly. The sun was finally coming up over the cliffs in front of me. I gazed for a long time at the beach and everything around it. I hadn't ever seen a beach before. The rain fell down heavily upon my shoulders, with the tiniest rays of sun breaking slowly through the clouds. . I shrugged once violently, getting cold from been wet and started to head back to the car, then suddenly I stopped dead where I stood. Something was watching me.