Bloody Gorgeous

I wondered away from the party. It was fall break and a few kids from our school were having a bonfire. I stumbled into the woods with Clara laughing and giggling at nothing. Even though I only had a few drinks I felt drunk. I turned around clumsily to see the light of the bonfire getting smaller and smaller as we walked further into the woods. It was mid October and the leaves were just starting to fall off the trees. Clara pulled her jacket tighter around her as a cool breeze went through the air. "Wanna head back? It's freezing." She said to me. I nodded my head as we started to walk back.

"Alyssa, I'm getting a ride with you right?" Clara asked me. "Of Course." I said, shivering from the cold. I could hear people laughing and talking in the distance as we got closer. "There is no way I'm walking home in this weather. I hate the cold." Clara murmured. "shhh." I snapped back. She looked at me confused. "Do you hear that?" I asked. We both stopped walking and looked towards the party. The music stopped and there was a few panicked whispers and murmurs. Then everything went quite.. I could hear Clara breathing beside me and the ruffles of dead leaves around my feet as a cold breeze went by. A piercing scream coming from a girl at the bonfire broke the silence and people started to run in all directions.

Clara and I turned around and ran as fast as we could through the woods. I could hear people screaming behind me. A dark blurry silhouette of a person snatched Clara and she let out a short cry for help then went silent. I snapped my head around but kept running. "Clara!" I screamed. But she was gone. Vanished. Neither Clara or the dark blurry figure were anywhere to be seen. I panicked and started running even faster until I couldn't breath. I stopped and fell to the ground trying to catch my breath. I whipped my head around in every direction looking for Clara. Then I passed out...

I woke up in a stretcher being carried by medics. There were lights flashing from multiple police cars and ambulance and I put my hand up to my head to find blood dripping down my temple. "She's awake." I heard an unfamiliar voice say. "Alyssa are you ok honey?" I heard my mom say in a worried voice. The medics put the stretcher on the ground and I tried to sit up. "Try to relax, you're in shock." One of the medics directed to me. My mom and dad looked at me with a worried look on there face. "Where's Clara?" I whispered. They all just looked at me with a blank look. "Where's Clara?." I asked again a little louder. My mom paused like she was trying to figure out what to say. "They found bodies of some of the people that were at the bonfire.." My mom started to say. No. No no no this can't be happening. A tear rolled down my cheek as I realized what she meant. "She can't be dead!" I screamed, ripping off the straps that were holding me to the stretcher and standing up. "Please calm down Alyssa everything is going to be ok." My dad said stepping toward me. Ok? How is anything going to be ok?

They wanted to take me to the hospital but I convinced them I was ok. I tried to calm down but I could feel the tears in my eyes and my hands were still shaking. As a medic bandaged the cut on my head I looked around at everything. There were a few kids being taken into ambulances and some being questioned by the police. I saw two girls hugging each other while crying with blood on there cloths. I recognized them from my homeroom. My parents hugged me before letting me into the car and I tried whipping the tears out of my eyes. That's when I saw him standing there. I looked out the window of the car and saw a boy around my age with a strong jaw line and tanned skin. He had brown curly hair and red lips. His dark green eyes were locked on mine with a hard look on his face. "Are you sure you don't wanna get checked out at the hospital?" I heard my dad say. I turned to look at him. "I'm fine, it's only a cut." I reassured him. When I looked back the boy was gone.

It's been a month since what happened. Clara's funeral was the worst part. I didn't want to go, I didn't think I could go.. But I felt like I had to. I had to talk to the counselor with seven other people about what happened at the bonfire and that of course didn't help anything. But the weird thing was, I kept thinking about that boy. I was drawn by him. I hadn't seen him since then and yet I still kept finding myself thinking about him. I felt.. Uneasy about him. He definitely held a quality that allured me but I couldn't seem to think what.

Going back to school felt weird without Clara by my side. I couldn't let myself believe she was dead, this all happened so fast. Too fast. People asked me if I was ok and etc but I didn't want to talk about what happened that night. I couldn't even think about it right now. "You look like shit." Brooke told me when we were walking down the hallway. Clara, Brooke, and I have been best friends since third grade. I had just moved here at the time and they were the first ones I became friends with. She was right though, I had dark circles under my eyes from lack of sleep and my long dark brown hair was a mess. "Its just been hard ok." I said irritated. "I know, I'm sorry." Brooke said apologetically. Before I could respond I ran into someone, knocking my binder to the floor. "Watch it!" I heard someone say in a raspy voice as I bent down to pick up my stuff. I looked up to see the same guy I saw starring at me through the car window that night. His face softened and I could tell he recognized me. He walked past me bumping my shoulder. "What's his problem?" Brooke said, watching him walk away. "I have no idea."

~This is the first chapter I have ever written and I hope you liked it(: please vote and comment~