Rise of Death

Chapter 1: Smooth Beginning

     "Hello... My name is Blade.  What's your name?  Dollface."  I hated when people called me names like that.  Dollface, sweetheart, darling.  I hated it.  "Well it certainly isn't 'Dollface'."  He chuckled.  "Well then what is it?".  I wanted to smile.  Just something about him seemed, excitingly and thrillingly inviting.  It was weird.  It was like, I wanted and NEEDED to get to know him.  He was so, perfect.

     "Alice.  My name is Alice."  He smiled.  "Well, Alice.  Has anyone ever been so mesmerized by you?"  Now he was just trying to flatter me.  It was working.  But I didn't want him to know that.  "No.  There's nothing to be 'mesmerized' by."  Again, he just chuckled.  He seemed so smooth.  Too smooth.  "I'm afraid you must be blind.  Perhaps you should let me show you after school today just how far your beauty really goes?"  My stomach dropped.  It really felt like my first roller coaster ride.  "Mmmmm... I can't" I said, trying to play hard to get.  "Why not?" He replied, kind of disappointed.  I felt kind of bad.  "Because, I'm really busy and I have really strict parents so i have to go straight home.  Plus I don't just go with someone I just met.  Sorry buddy." I kind of felt like a bitch.  But he seemed to understand.  I think.

     "Oh."  He said.  "Okay.  That's fine.  Maybe another time, huh?"  I looked at him with a warm smile.  "Yeah.  Maybe another time."

     I usually stayed after school in the library for some quiet time to myself.  Just get lost in a good book or do my homework.  Maybe talk to a teacher or two for a moment.  I always tried to do my best in school.  It hasn't really been easy at home the past couple of years.  The stress just started getting in the way of my homework and even class so I tried to stay at school longer nowadays.  Just to give me some more peace.

     But that day, I left.  Immediately after school.  I just got in my car and left.  Something was off.  Something didn't set right for me.  Things seemed weird.  I didn't know if it was too peaceful or if it was just a weird day.  It was, uncomfortably comfortable.  If you know what i mean. 

     I drove past my friend Christy's house.  She lived in a beautiful Victorian mansion.  It was white and blue.  Her room was in the highest point of the house.  She loved the view.  I did too.  To be honest, I was always quite jealous of her.  She had everything it seemed.  Nice parents.  Beautiful house.  She was definitely rich.  She could have anything and everything she could ever want.  I would be lucky if i could go to college.  I knew what I wanted to be.  I wanted to be a Marine Biologist.  The ocean always interested me and I love aquatic animals.  When i was younger, I had a really big aquarium in my room.  I had all kinds of exotic fish in there.  They were so colorful and I just loved it.  Then one night, my mom's then boyfriend, came home drunk.  He was a mad drunk.  Mom said one thing to him.  I think it was something like "Hey, you're home late."  He got insanely pissed off and slapped her.  I heard it and came out of my room with my ball bat.  I was going to hit him but he grabbed it from me and chased me to my room.  I was standing in front of my aquarium and he swung at me.  I dodged it but unfortunately all of my fish and coral couldn't say the same.  I cried for weeks over it.  All of my fish died and my giant aquarium was destroyed.  

     I also drove by Brian's house.  Brian was my ex-boyfriend.  We broke up for a number of reasons.  One:  He cheated on me with my ex-best friend, Ashley.  Two:  He kept trying to get me to have sex with him.  Sorry but I wasn't falling for that one.  And last but not least, reason number three:  We were constantly fighting.  It wasn't just verbal fights either.  He would beat me as well.  We would fight over the stupidest shit.  It was ridiculous.  For a couple of months after we broke up, he kept stalking me.  He broke into my house when nobody was home.  He turned my room upside down.  Stole panties and perfume.  I eventually had to get a restraining order out on him.  After that, he quit school and has been arrested a couple of times for domestic violence and drug possession.

     After a bit, I realized where I was going.  I was going to the small cafe that me and my dad used to go to when I was just a small kid.  I missed my dad.  Unfortunately, he died two years before.  They say it was accidental but I think otherwise.  My dad had served five tours over seas.  He came home to my mom leaving him.  His camp had just been bombed and he was in intensive care.  I hated my mom for that.  I loved my dad.  He was the only real parent that I had for a long time.  I had always been a daddy's girl.  When I needed comforting after a nightmare, I went to daddy.  When I needed help with homework, I went to daddy.  Daddy always tucked me into bed at night.  Daddy always took me to school.  Daddy always made sure I had everything I needed.  And despite every reason he had to not to, he loved my mom.  He never raised his voice to her when she was strung out on pills or whatever she could get a hold of.  He never yelled when he found out that she was screwing guys for drugs or a ride or whatever.  My dad never lied to me about what mom was doing.  He never sheltered me.  But he explained it in a way that wasn't harsh.  He always told me "No matter what, I love you.  Mommy loves you.  Everything is gonna be fine.  Okay baby bat?"  That's when I would say "Okay daddy" and smile and hug him.  I missed his deep, soothing voice.  His scruffy, but clean, beard.  My dad was a very attractive man.  He had eyes that anyone would kill for.  Emerald green.  Black hair.  Naturally pale skin.  I was pale.  But I had blueish-grey eyes.  I got my appearance from my dad.  His straight jawline, his high cheek bones.  I looked just like him.

     When I got to the cafe, there were only about five other people there.  I sat down, ordered my coffee, and tried to relax.  I tried to imagine that my dad was sitting right in front of me like old times.  I caught myself asking out loud, "Daddy?  What should I do?  My gut says 'don't', but my brain says 'go for it'."  I could've swore that I heard his voice say "Run." But then I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around all startled.  It was Blade.  Grinning ear to ear.  "I thought you said you had to go home right after school."  He said.  I was struggling to catch my words.  "Oh.. um. Yea.  I forgot that my mom wasn't home today so I had some time to spare."  "Ahh.  I see."  He replied, looking at the chair sitting in front of me.  "You mind if I sit and chat with you?"  "Umm.  Sure.  Go ahead."  I was trying to keep my cool.  He made me kind of nervous.  

     For almost two hours, we sat at that cafe table.  Talking about life and family.  What we wanted to do in the future.  Just getting to know each other.  That was the first time in a long time that I had actually enjoyed a moment of time.  I couldn't help but smile.  I hadn't smiled like that in so long.  It felt really good.  He was so amazing.  I just wanted to spend so much more time with him.  I really liked him.  I couldn't wait to get to know him a lot better.  Who knew?  Maybe he would be my best friend.

I hope you guys like this so far.  I will try my best to release at least two chapters a week.  So until next time my little bats.  This is PopTart719, over and out.  *blowing kisses*