Twisted

Chapter 20

I couldn't believe this. I felt lost, betrayed, and sick. I thought my David was an amazingly honest and perfect man and was everything my family needed. I guess he was now a freak to her. And I will be too. Dang. "I'm sorry, Rachel. It was for your benefit. " as voice entered into my mind. "Yeah, right, more like yours." I responded to the voice I recognized as his. And with that, i was finally going home.

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"Alex." I said sinking into his arms. "This is absolutely nuts. Why is this happening to me?" I questioned beginning to walk in a circle around the couch of my living room. The room smelled like home, but seemed so, distant. "Rachel!" My mom joined the picture. "You're okay!" I shouted. "I told you she was." Alex said. She pulled me into a hug and rested her head on mine. "What happened?" I asked pulling away. "It's pretty easy to guess. You walked in, then attacked me and threw me in a closet." She said all of a sudden serious. I was a little scared at first, did she really think that was me? "I'm just kidding i realise it was a sneem." She spoke. "So you really do know." I whispered. "Of course. It was a little scary when i married your dad but i think i got past that." She said walking over to hug her. 

Just when things were going to get awkward, Alex's voice came and went through my mind startling me out of my thoughts, but he only spoke to me. "Rachel, lets go to your room." He said breaking the silence. He took my hand and led me upstairs as if i didn't know where I was. Closing the door behind us, he sat down on my bed next to where I had plopped down. "Rachel, no matter what happens, no matter how little I admit it; if at all after this; I'm pretty sure I love you." He said staring at me. Even after few days, he is convinced he loves me. How long had it been?

He started at me longingly, and I realized he probably wanted me to say it back, but I wasn't sure if I did. Then it came to me. If I lost him, if there was no more Alex to me, I would be crushed. A devastated mess. But did I just strongly care for him? I've known him to long to just 'strongly care.' Come on this is ridiculous. Of course I loved him. Of course. In stead of saying it, I just leaned in and kissed him. The bed beneath us creaked making the annoying sound it always does but I didn't care. I felt like I was on fire.

I pulled slightly away and breathed into his ear,"I love you, too." So this is what it feels like. To I mean be in love. A feeling of happiness but fear of if they don't love you back. Right. Just because he said he loved me doesn't mean he will love me in ten years. But for now, one year would be great. "Let's go outside. Fresh air will be nice." He suggested. "Yeah sure." I said feeling breathless. What was wrong with me? A horrible feeling in my gut was stirring. Maybe I was sick. "Actually I don't know. I think I might be sick." I explained. "Well the air should help. It's really nice outside." He said.

I thought about it for a second and decided it would be best not to fight with him. I'm fact I don't even think I had it in me to fight with him. "Alright let's go." I breathed slowly. In and out, in and out. He pushed open my door and once again led the way downstairs. I think he forgot I've lived here for 18 years. His breathing was slow and calm and he gently pulled me down the stairs. We walked at the same pace and my parents were still standing and talking. He opened the front door to reveal the nothingness that is the ground my house sits on. The house was in the middle of no where, with a forest that's starting on the right side. It lead all the way to the secret cabin I was taken to. Well it stretched past that- way past that- but that really doesn't matter. On the right there was just a large field of grass, which my house sat happily upon.

In between the grass and the first was the large gravel road that I ran on. I ran on this road practically every day as a kid, but I was always alone. The place was so far away from public school that after so many years, my parents took me out of it. Wise choice. I was staring at the gravel road when I noticed Alex had walked onto it many feet away and was smiling and looking at me. I found a smile to respond to him a with. "This is my favorite place." I said. "Even with the luxury of the ground in the vamp castle?" he laughed from down the road.

I think it was the fact that no matter what he had been through, he still finds ways to laugh. "Why's that?" He asked smirking. He knew why. Back in elementary school he would always come to visit me and we would find many ways to make this road enjoyable. So many memories were built here.

I looked back at him but there was something else behind him. A scream rose in my throat but it wouldn't come out, because he was laying on the floor. The creature stood behind him with a devilish smirk and bloods claws positioned in front of it- sneem. I finally found the scream again and yelled out in terror. I ran forward lazily, because my legs didn't want to move. The sneem ran away, not leaving a single trace of evidence. But that wasn't my worst fear right now.

"Alex!" I shrieked. He had bloody claw marks across him back that dig deep inside. It was almost like being stabbed multiple times at once. "The poison." He choked out. I looked closer and saw a nasty green color mixed with him blood. "Alex it's okay. It okay. It will be okay." I said. I wasn't sure if I was trying to reassure him, or me. "It's okay, Rachel." He said. I wasn't sure what he meant by that. Okay like he would be fine, or okay like. Like. Like he was okay with dying.

I didn't what do do. What could I do? "Uh what does the poison do?" I asked trying to sound calm. The first thought that came into my kind was become a sneem, and that would be worse then death. Knowing you are a killer but being wired to just follow orders. That was definitely not something I would want to for him. Not for Alex. "I'll give you one guess." He said. And I assumed the worst. "Sneem?" I asked. "Not that bad." He said and I slumped a little in relief. He won't be a killer without a mind.

"But I won't be able to hold you anymore. I won't be able to speak to you anymore. I won't be able to walk her anymore. I won't be able to breathe here anymore." He said. He started hyperventilating and I knew what he meant. He meant he was going to die.

"You. No." Hot tears rolled down my face. This was all my fault. "This is all my fault." I say messing with his hair. He was now laying on his stomach, so I guess it would be hard to breath. "I'm going to die a virgin." He said with realization. "It's okay. You don't need that to be happy." I said laughing. He was trying to lift the mood, ignoring the fact that he was dying right in front of my eyes. "I have to go now, Rachel. I love you and i'll see you soon." He spoke quietly. I could barely make out the muffled sound that was his words. He said it like he was going on a trip and back. But no, this trip was eternal and I would have to wait a lifetime to join him on this trip.

My eyes were pooling with water now, and I could barely see him. And rubbed the water away and focused my vision onto his face. His chest rose slowly, but surely. Leaning forward, I planted my lips on his, saying goodbye. "I love you too. See you soon." I said holding back my loud sobs. But a second after I said the words, his chest stopped falling and he stopped struggling. He was gone, but he was at peace.

So much emotion was exploding inside of me. I screamed as loud as I could into the sky. Where were my parents? I shrieked until I couldn't breath anymore. Then it happened. The sadness turned to anger. The anger into revenge. I no more wanted to be me. I wanted to be something different. I knew exactly what that thing was, too. A demon.