A Far Cry {complete}

Little Town Part 2

 | This ain't no fairy tale, and I'm no Beauty |

Now, where were we? Ah, with me saying that one dream might have come true, but a nightmare was born.

Y'all are probably thinking that Ben turned to alcohol and became abusive. Well you're way far from what happened. If it had only been alcohol I could've handled that, but no, it was much, much worse.

Here's what happened. Ben and I dated for quite a while, in fact all the way from grade 11 to our second year of university.

That's when it all began to go downhill.

Ben and I decided that once we got to university, we would share an apartment to save money. My parents weren't too keen on it, but I promised them that no funny business was going to go down. They reluctantly agreed, but warned me to be careful. I foolishly didn't listen to them. I regret it now.

Anyway, ole Ben suddenly began to come home late every single day, and always exhausted. I asked him what was up. His response was always the same old thing; work is getting difficult as the company is going down, and I'm just trying to make ends meet. I always went with his explanations though because Ben had never lied to me before and I had no reason to believe that he was lying now.

At least that was until he began to mumble in his sleep.

I noticed it one night when I woke up to get a glass of water. I walked back into our room and distinctly heard him say the words, "Why, why me? Why us?"

The next day it was just the same, and the next, and all the next days for the following week. Finally i couldn't handle the curiosity and decided to ask him about it. Fear immediately clouded his eyes, bur as soon as it appeared it evaporated.

"I um, was just having a nightmare, it was nothing."

I folded my arms. "Are you sure? It sounded as if you were talking about us."

The same fear clouded his eyes and disappeared just as quickly. "I've never had any reason to lie to you Grace, why would I now?

I believed him and decided to let it go, but it was always sitting at the back of my mind, hoping and waiting for me to realize that it made no sense.

The next couple of weeks seemed to improve from then on. He stopped talking in his dreams. University was going well for both of us, our GPA's were some of the best in our school. Ben and I were getting along as well as ever, except for a few minor hicks here and there, nothin big. Life was going well for the both of us, and the thoughts of any odd dreams flew to the back of my mind.

That was at least until the day that Ben burst through the door of our apartment covered in blood and eyes as wild as an animal before it feasts.

"They've-they've come for me Grace. They finally found me. i can't hide form them anymore."

It was at that moment that things started to connect in my mind. Ben had recently insisted we get extra locks on the windows and doors of our house. He escorted me everywhere. He always refused to fall asleep before I did, and he always got up before me. It suddenly all made sense why he'd made all these adjustments.

Something was after him, and it was after him to kill.

"Grace, it isn't safe anymore. We have to leave right now."

"And go where? Ben, our entire lives are here-"

"And we won't have any if we don't leave, right now."

Normally I would have fought for a lot longer, but the look in his eyes stopped me. It was terrifying, he looked both fearful and animal like. And the blood that covered his hands didn't look human. It was a dark, dark red blood, bordering on purple. I should have asked him where it was from. Foolishly, I didn't.

We high tailed it out of that apartment and into our little car. Ben turned the key and didn't even check for seat belts, he just slammed on the accelerator. I hung on for dear life as he swung this way and that at dangerous top speeds, until we reached the high way. Then he floored the ignition.

Everything was going fine until we were turning of the highway and onto a small bridge, and a truck behind us smashed into our car. We soared right over the railing of that bridge and sank into the murky water below. The last thing I remember was a sinister smile full of blackened teeth, then darkness.

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Whoops. More suspense. I should really learn to control how much of that I do.

JUST KIDDING, I LOVE SUSPENSE. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH alright i'm done.

I'll update soon because these are only like 600-700 words so they're super easy to write.

Until next time, ta ta!

~Indie