Our Fight (Book Two)

Chapter 6 - Elsie & Rachael

Chapter six

Elsie

I watch breathless as they carry him out of the house in one of my shields.  How did this happen?  Why did this happen?  What did my boy do to deserve this?  Give him a break!  I turn and run up the stairs, tears are burning my cheeks and I can feel anger bubbling inside me.  I shove open my bedroom door and I begin to pace the room in the dark.

"Lights on!"  I shout loudly, I fall to my knees as the room fills with light, I look up at the collage of mum and me and sobs begin to break out.  I place my head on my knees and begin to rock back and forth.  "Why?!"  I scream hammering the floor with my fists.  "Why do bad things happen around me?  Is it me?"  I whisper breathing in a jagged breath.  I wipe away my tears and pull myself up to my feet.  I open my door and I quietly shuffle across the landing creeping into Alex's room.   The lights flicker on as I step into the room, I listen to the door click shut and I let out a sigh.  The room smells of his aftershave I close my eyes and breathe it in filling my nose with the delicious scent.  It feels empty in here, it has since we got back.  I look around the room and see typical Alex things such as dirty boxers on the floor, his CD's scattered everywhere and sheet music covering every surface.  I walk down the steps that lead into his recording studio and sit on the bottom step.  I glance around the studio and it's obvious Alex has spent a lot of time in here.  I notice a flashing red light in-between a lot of buttons and dials, I stand up to see what it is.  Writing beneath the light says play, I pull on the headphones hanging on the wall and plug them into the machine.  I press the play button and I close my eyes to listen.  I hold my breath as Alex's voice sounds through the headphones into my ears, he is explaining what the song is about and why he decided to write it.

This song is called beautiful and I have erm, written it for my girlfriend, Elsie.  We've not been together long and we haven't really known each other very long either.  But I cannot deny how I feel about her and how she has changed my life, my world.  So here is my song Beautiful, I hope you like it Els, I really do. 

I press the pause button and open my eyes, a tear falls down my cheek, he's written a song for me and he's recorded it.  I smile to myself and press the play button, I close my eyes, take a seat and I listen.  Alex's soulful voice fills my ears and I feel my heart begin to melt.

When the song ends I press the stop button and take off the headphones.  My heart is aching not only because of how much love Alex has for me but also because I know that Alex isn't himself right now.  I walk back up the steps and walk out of the room, closing the door behind me.  I rest against it for a second and close my eyes I need to get a hold of myself.  Footsteps on the stairs make me open my eyes, Maddie is standing in front of me, she looks worried.

"You've been crying."  Maddie says quietly, I look at her and nod my head.

"Just a little.  I found a song Alex wrote about me, it's beautiful."  I look down at my feet and feel Maddie's arms wrap around me.

"It's ok, he will be fine.  We will get the antidote and we will fix this, I promise."  I nod my head and pull away.

"Where's Violet?"  I ask looking past Maddie, she follows my gaze.

"Sleeping in Chelsea's arms, she's just been fed so she's happy."  I smile at Maddie and head for the stairs.

"I need some food, you coming?"  I walk past her and start down the steps.

Rachael

I step over the border between our city and theirs, one day there will be no border there will be no theirs and ours, we will be one.  Blakemore has had the chance to make his changes to this city whilst I've been away but as I suspected, nothing has changed.  I wander through the dark streets watching around for any zombie-like people ready to take a bite.  I reach my door and go to unlock it but it's already open, I slowly push it open and peer into the house.  I quietly tiptoe around the house looking into each room all of them coming up empty.  Why was my house unlocked and open?  Nothing has been taken, it isn't a mess so where is the person responsible for this?  I push open my bedroom door and I stop still, curled up in my bed asleep is Blakemore.

"What the hell are doing in my bed?!"  I shout making him jump up with a surprised expression on his face.  I turn the light on and stare at him waiting for him to explain himself.

"I erm, wanted to talk to you but you weren't here, I've been here all day."  He yawns loudly before getting to his feet.

"If you wanted to talk to me why didn't you use your power over me to make me come to you.  You didn't have to break into my house and sleep in my bed."  I look down at his feet and notice he still has his shoes on and now my sheets are covered in mud.  "You kept your shoes on!  Those sheets are made of silk!  God you irritate me!"  I begin to strip the bed throwing the dirty sheets at Blakemore, they hit him in the face clinging to his head.  I can't help but laugh as he places it onto his head making himself look like a nun.  "What do you want anyway?"  I pull on the bottom sheet accidently hitting myself in the face.

"I want to apologise for how I've acted over the years, I just get scared that no one likes me and that I'm not respected." He slumps into the chair in front of my mirror and tidies his slept on hair. 

"What makes you think that I believe our apology?"  Blakemore turns to look at me, I raise my eyebrows at him waiting for his reply. 

"Well you might not but I am being honest when I say that I am sorry and I believe that you will make this town right again.  Please fix this mess, Veronica changed me, made me mean and now she's gone, I don't know what to do with myself."  I stop what I'm doing and I perch on the edge of the bed.

"What do you mean she's gone?"  I ask rubbing the silk between my fingers, I like the feel of it and the sound it makes.

"She said that now the humans have powers and are under protection there is nothing here for her, she said that I'm going soft."  I laugh out loud making him look at me with a funny expression. 

"You will always be mean and evil Blakemore but I see what she means, you have softened slightly.  It's not a bad thing though, I like it, your softer side."  Blakemore smiles at me, a smile I've never seen before, I look away not sure what to say next. 

"Where do you keep your sheets?  I'll help you change them."  He gets to his feet and heads for the door.

"There's a cupboard just to the right, second shelf, the purple ones please."  Blakemore nods his head and leaves the room.  What is happening?  Why is he being so nice, something is going on, I don't believe this show.  He walks back into the room carrying my sheets, he places them on the bed and grabs a pillow.  "Thank you."  I say putting the bottom sheet onto the mattress.  I straighten the duvet over the pillows and tidy the cushions.

"There, all sorted.  I'm sorry about the mess I made, I've just been so tired and I closed my eyes to rest them but I fell asleep."  I stand still watching him carefully.

"What's really going on?"  I ask him watching his reaction, he glances at me with a blank expression.

"What do you mean?"  He walks up to me and stands still.

"You never act this nice and just this morning you were acting like the Blakemore I know.  You tried to embarrass me in front of the city, so why the sudden change?"  I stare into his eyes, he laughs a little shaking his head.

"Can't I just do a nice thing for my favourite person?"  I roll my eyes.

"Are you done?"  He smiles sarcastically and turns to the door.

"I will leave now but this has been sincere I promise, I hope you realise this soon.  I've changed Rachael, I really have."  I watch as he leaves the room, I follow him to my front door and shut it behind him locking it tight.  I peer through my blinds, he's walking slowly looking back every couple of seconds, his eyes show regret it sends a cold chill down my spine.  A hand wraps around my mouth pulling me into a tight grip, I try to fight hard but It's no use they are stronger than me.  I can feel a burning sensation in my back, whoever has hold of me has their palm pressed against it, threatening to hurt me if I don't comply.  I feel my feet lift from the ground and I am slung over the shoulder of my kidnapper.  I kick hard at their chest but they don't even flinch, who are they?  Why are they doing this? 

"What do you want?"  I shout now that my mouth is free.

"I would keep your mouth shut If I were you Princess.  Where you're going, attitude gets you nothing but cuts and bruises."  I let out a sigh and stop resisting, there is nothing I can do, I have to let them take me, I have to do as they say.