I eventually calm down, dry tear marks cover my cheeks and I am pretty sure I look like crap. "Please, who am I," the door opens. "Who are you! Why are you in my room, your the same girl who was stalking me earlier!" the girl with the brunette hair screams at me.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to, I am sorry I swear I am," I quickly push past her and go into another room, it must have been a room I skipped because there were music instruments everywhere, I bet they don't even use them.
God, why did they have to just be so, ugh! I hate them, I wish I knew who I was and if I was ever like them I won't go back I swear on my life.
My head starts to ache again and another vision starts to show up. A dark figure of a man is standing in front of me, I can't see his face or anything. "Excuse me," I'm talking thorium but I can't make out the words. The headache gets even more intense, I clutch my head and fall back into an instrument.
There is this screeching in my head, like medal grinding against medal. "Stop!" I scream and crash against something else. "Your mine now," a deep voice rings through my head. I scream louder and pass out.
Dark, light, dark, light, dark.....dark. The light stops, like I entered a tunnel. "Hello?" I call out and use the walls to guide me, "hello, anyone there?" the pitter patter of my bare feet on the ground makes me cringe.
"Mine," a dark figure steps in front of me and a scream erupts from my throat. His hand reaches out to me and the lights flicker above.
I turn away and run back down the dark hall. The steady beat of his footsteps follow me from behind, the hallway felt endless, and I am slowing down.
"Help me! Help me!" panicking I come up to a red door and open it. I slam it behind me and lock it, not even caring to look around the room.
Once again there is nothing but darkness besides a little lamp on the side of the room. I want to laugh at how ironic this is, go through the first creepy door you see Alex, great job. A deep chuckle comes from the corner of the room and the man steps out. I can see him a little more clearly now, he looks to be in his late twenty's, his hair is hidden by a black hat that shields his eyes.
He is very tall and very muscular, I can see the glint of his teeth from the smirk he directs to me, "soon," is all he says before he disappears and I wake up to reality.
Instruments stab into my back from where I lay, groaning I get up and push the instruments away from me.
"Where am I? Oh yeah..." I walk out the room and into the hallway, i'm surprised no one noticed all that crashing and my screaming. The party seemed to have stopped and the maids are cleaning up after it.
Not wanting to associate myself with anyone I quickly get downstairs and go outside. The sun is just setting, so beautiful. Wanting to get a better view I go further to the back of the house. "So pretty," I mumble. It disappears and it gets darker.
I don't want to go back, not with them, I just, I just want to leave. Tears form in my eyes again. How many times have I cried today? I end up going inside anyways. It's quiet, either they left or their just doing something extremely quiet. I mean who knows.
"Um, you guys here?" I call out, nothing.
"Alex?" my mother comes back from around the corner. "Uh, yeah," she looks at me sadly, "i'm sorry Alex, I shouldn't have hit you, I don't know what came over me."
I don't respond and just nod my head.
Her face lights up and a smile takes place of her frown. "Well now that that's settled I just wanted to let you know that tomorrow you will be attending school with your stepsister, I already set up your room and everything you would need."
She walks away, her heels clicking loud on the hard-wood floor. Wait what, did she just say I am going to school? After I just got out of the hospital, and supposedly I have a stepsister too?
Can being here be any worse!
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Death is Only the Beginning to Salvation
Teen FictionAlex is having a hard time in life, ever since her mother left her dad has been drinking and abusing her for no reason but the simple fat that it makes him feel better. Alex being left and alone leaves her depressed and freak of her school. One day...