Screams Of The Dead *Liam Dunbar*[1]

21. Party crashers

Chapter 21. Party crashers

I was trying to get my mind off everything; The supernatural, the voices in my head, Liam's problems. It felt like the stress which was working on me was getting tighter and tighter, squeezing the air from my body till eventually I will pop - or just suffocate.

I was hoping that tonight's bonfire would help me get my mind of this disaster I am forced to call reality, but knowing my luck the dead pool and supernatural will be the party crashers.

I opened my closet looking through all the clothes which I had, as my eyes glanced across the pieces of clothing all I could feel was an emptiness. It felt like I was hollow, all the emotions I had ever felt, when shopping for clothes or deciding when to wear something, it was all gone. All I felt was numb.

I bite down on my lip, trying to feel a bit of emotion. Hopefully pain - but there was nothing. Just numbness. I sighed, feeling defeated. I reached into my closet grabbing a pair of of skinny jeans, a plain white T-shirt and Liam's old lacrosse hoodie he lent me.

When I mean lent - I mean I stole. His never getting it back. Ever.

I put my clothes on my bed and started to strip from my previous ones. After stripping front my top I noticed something - something I never saw before. It was a scar, very faint but it was there. Just beneath where my heart is.

I raised my eyebrow slightly from being confused about how on earth I got the scar, but then it dawned on me. I probably got it after I went missing for 3 days and was found wondering the water plantation.

I felt my eyes start to tear up. "Pack it in Rebecca" I breathed out to myself, "Don't bring yourself down" I whispered.

I grabbed my clothes and finally finished changing into them. I walked over to my desk grabbing my phone and sending Liam and text saying that I was ready to leave whenever he was. It felt strange, because for the past through days Liam has always been my side, he wouldn't let me sleep alone or spend one second alone just in case anything else happened.

Sometimes I think his even more scared than I am.

My phone vibrated in my hands; My eyes instantly glanced at my lock screen reading through Liam's text.

Prince Liam: Okay babe x Coming round to get you :* <3

I instantly started to smile, a smile which usually would of made me feel joyful or at least a warm sensation run through my blood. But there was nothing - nothing at all. I felt cold. I felt dead, it was like in the vampire diaries when they would switch off their emotions. Nothing was there

I shook off the feeling, leaving my bedroom and running down the stairs. As I was coming down the stairs the doorbell rang, my heart instantly picked up knowing that it was Liam. Even if my emotions are playing up my body does still react to him.

I moved towards the door ready to open it however some evil bitch decided to block my way; Aka my mother. She sent me a stern glare, her eyes almost popping out their sockets as she reached out clamping the door handle in her hand.

"Where do you think you are going?" My mother asked rather rudely which only seemed to make me feel angry. How typical the only emotion I feel is anger. How ironic.

"Out where does it look like" I said in a matter o'factly tone. I narrowed my eyes into slits as I realised my mother probably had no intention in moving. Behold, my mother who hardly doesn't care about me, deciding to care after the police roast her about not really paying much attention to me.

"Your not going anywhere Rebecca" My mother shouted at me, her vein in her neck bulging showing really how angry she was. I rolled my eyes.

"Don'tact like you care mom" I folded my arms across my chest. "Because you never have before."