Alice

Part 5

ke started to make his way over to me. I cowered in fear and let out a whimper. Am I next to die?

He shook his head at me, yanked the chain off the wall and pick me up. He walked all the way to the graveyard.

Once he pulled the chain out from my wrist, with his hand, i scrambled away to hide behind a gravestone. I closed my eyes and shielded my face with my arms. I curled up into a tight ball. I was ready for whatever going to happen.

“Alice…,” Drake said in a soft voice. I stayed exactly where I was. I heard his footsteps approach me and all I did was shake.

“Alice, please. Have I ever purposely hurt you?” Drake questioned.

I opened one of my eyes and looked at him. His blood red eyes stared back at me.

“No-no,” I muttered, in a weak voice. It’s true though. He’s never purposely hurt me. If he wanted to, he could have done it already.

He pulled me by the wrist, yanking me closer to him.

“Then why would I start now?” he continued. i looked at him. He really seem hurt by my action. I started crying again. Did he have to use the guilty eye on me?

“Would you please stop crying?” Drake asked in an annoyed voice, still holding my wrist. I pouted instead.

He sighed and started licking my arm. The moment his tongue touch my skin, a sense of pleasure went through my body. It was like a nice heat wave was going through me. The more he lick, the more my cuts healed. It was so weird and yet it feel so good.

He worked at every place that had a cut. I was a little embarrassed when he went into my inner thigh. He had to pop my legs open and to top it off, lick it.

When he moved to the shoulder blades, he stopped.

“What-what is it?” I asked.

“I’m sorry. I hurt you,” he whispered then started to lick away. When he was done, he just stared at me. He was looking to see if he missed any cuts. You can tell by the way he roamed my body with his eyes.

I just looked at my stained white dress. One of favorite dress. i looked back at Drake, who was staring at the ground. I was going to say something but then he beat me to it.

    “I know you have a lot of questions about what the hell happen”

    I shut my mouth and gave him a worried face. He still refuse to make eye contact with me.

“Aidan, the guy who I just killed with my my hands, was my twin brother. I think that was the most hardness thing I ever did to do in my life” He paused and took a huge gulp.

I didn’t see that coming.

“He’s been with me through thick and thin. He was there when our mother die. He took care of me when we were only on the streets. He was faster one and the talkative one. The reason the old guy took us in.

He always better than me, period. He was amazing to me. I was never jealous of him. He was my hero,” he sighed deeply.

“Then that day happen. When he completely changed. He was no longer my big brother Aidan. He was something else. He was someone else. He started to act weird. Then, a few days later, the old man died. He was the closest thing to a father to me.

“I knew Aidan killed him. I saw it with my own two eyes. I never told anyone one else though. He was acting strange but he was still my brother.

“By then, we were old enough to live on our own. We were on top of the world.”