The Violet Hour

Chapter 3 - Snow White Queen

“Live! Run! You have to get away from here! You have to…” my mother’s screams were silenced by the shot of a gun and a silence only associated with the loss of a soul. I opened my mouth to scream but my voice had turned to fire. Every time I tried to scream, to try to get someone to help her, the flames licked at my throat, and the pain was too much to endure. I kneeled down beside my mom’s blood drenched body. I held her in my arms and let my tears fall over her.

I cried for my father. I tried to yell, but the flames won the battle. Everything I could think of to help her was useless. The darkness was overpowering, and I felt my body and mind wash over in dread. I looked up to see it standing before me, nothing but darkness, but terrifying all the same. My body froze in place, rivaling even the coldness of death in my mother’s eyes. My body turned to stone, and even though I wanted to run with my entire mind, I couldn’t think to leave my mom. The darkness circled us, and I whipped around trying to see where he was. I could feel the danger breathing down the back of my neck, and I laid my mother down and straightened up.

Menacing laughter echoed in my ears. My heartbeat quickened, and my breathing became raspy and short.

“Live…” the voice sang. “I have her. I have your mother. I have your father too,” the voice whispered to me.

I felt my eyes sting with the fresh tears of sheer terror. “Who are you?! Where are they?!” I screamed. But he ignored my pain. He feasted on my agony. I was antagonizing him. This was all just some sick twisted game. I was a pawn he was using for his own pleasure, and soon he would grow bored and finish me off.

“I have them…they’re mine,” the voice was honey sweet, and I could feel it running over my body. I shook with fear, but he continued. “I’m waiting for you Live. We all are. We want you to join us,” the voice continued to pour upon me. “Why go on?”

I fell to my knees in turmoil. I couldn’t take it anymore. Why wasn’t I waking up?? I screamed into the darkness. “Leave me alone!!!”

The voice laughed. “We’ll be waiting.”

I sat up from my bed and screamed. My face was wet from a mixture of sweat and tears. My covers were on the floor and I was shivering. My stereo was still on from the night before.

“You belong to me, my snow white queen.

There’s nowhere to run so let’s just get it over with.

Soon enough you’ll see, you’re just like me.

Don’t scream anymore my love, ‘cause all I want is you.”

 

My body refused to stop shaking. I sprang from my bed and ran into the bathroom. I turned the sink on full blast and splashed myself with cold water repeatedly. When that didn’t work I slammed the shower on and stripped down and stood underneath the boiling water and cried. 

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Literature was less than idealistic. I certainly was in no mood to deal with Delilah, Miss Mathers, or Eli. But of course they were all there. I could feel Delilah’s hate rays from across the room, I could sense Miss Mathers’ enthusiasm from the back row, and I saw Eli silently swerve in his seat to face me.

“Hey you,” he smiled, his gray eyes brightening.

“Eli please turn around,” I grumbled. I didn’t want to talk to anybody. Especially some snooty new kid whose only interest was to torture the odd girl out but at the same time silently hope he could slip into her pants. Well it wasn’t going to work on me. No matter how beautiful he was.