Ch3 Ware The Hell Am I

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Bella's thoughts and words
Lola's thoughts
NightShade's thoughts
Bella's POV. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
      Ummm. Ware am I? I think opening my eyes. When I get a good look around I see that I am in a alley way.

      I took us to a place that I thought would be safe.

      Ya. Cuz no one would try to hurt a girl that is just laying there in the middle of a ally way! Lola you are such a dumb ass.

      We both know if anything had happened you would have keeped us safe. And no I am really smart compared to you.

      "Ahhh." I yell as I sit up. Because my whole body feels like it is in fire.

      "I don't really care right now if you are both morons or genius. Just shut up. I don't know what to do." I say rubbing my back but it really doesn't help.

      Ok so. First you should find out ware we are.

     We should find out what you look like. So going along with that you need to find a mirror. But you definitely need a new name because you can't go around calling your self Bella.

      NightShade is right other people might still remember you.

      "What about Alice."

     That is perfect. You don't have to talk out loud we can hear your thoughts.

      That is nice. Now I won't look like a sociopath when I'm walking down the street!!

      I fight through that pain and stand. When I am standing the pain seemed to go away. I walk out of the alley. And I see a boy walking past.

      "Excuse me, boy what day is to day may I ask?" I ask looking at him and smiling what I hoped was not something completely frightening.

      Ya, that is very scary. You need to stop. And we will put that on the list of things to work on.

      "It is the 12th miss." He said getting on a bike.

      "I mean the hole date. The year, day, and month." I say looking down a biting my lip.

      "Of course, miss, it is 3\12\2039." He said peddling away on is bike.

      "Thank you, good sir." I called after him.

      I have been dead for 39 years. God I am ancient. I think as I walk to a store that appeared to sell mirrors.

      You don't have anything to worry about you will tecknley not age anymore. And you still look as young as you did be for you died.

      Wow, real refreshing Night. Not really, like honestly right now you are not helping. I think as I walk down the street.

      When I go in to the shop I am surprised by three things. My now blood red hair. My emerald green eyes. And the pure white dress the fit perfectly.

      Omg, this is bad. I think looking at my self.

      "Now what is your name pretty girl?" A man asked, I think that I know him but I can't tell.

      "Alice, and what is your name sir?" I ask turning to him and looking him over.

      "Well it is nice to meet you Alice. I am Jack." He says bowing.

      "Of course you are." I say practically spitting the words at him.

      "Have we met some ware before you seam to hate me." He said tilting his head.

      "No, we have never met but you did kill someone I was at one time very close to." I say turning and walking out.

      I run start to ware I remember the lake was. It is still there but it is constantly smaller. I sit down on the shore. Pull my legs to my chest. I place my forehead on my legs. And start to cry.

      My cheeks were starting to burn. So I crawl over to the water and look at my reflection and see. That my tears were no longer water but blood. And ware the blood fell down my face a scratch was left. I can't have scratches going down my face so I dunk my head in to the water. When I come back up for air I was no longer crying.

      Sorry, I forgot to mention that. Also I did not mention a lot of thing would you like a full explanation.

      Ya, Lola that would be great. Just let me get in to a comfortable place first.

      That sounds reasonable. If I may ask, how did you know that this spot was here?

      Jack and I had are first date here. I did hate him as a boy friend. And I did and do know that he cheated on me a lot. And I suppose I don't blame him. Also be for he killed me I seam to remember something about a wife and maybe a kid. But that was his choice. I really did not mind. I mean I always saw him as more of a brother then anything else. But still it hurt that he would kill me.

      I explained as I looked for a good place to sleep. I find it under a tree. I climb up it find and get to a steady branch and listening to Lola explain what is different about me I fall asleep.

(Time skip! To the morning: Brought to you by: a very gay mind)😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅

(Alice pov)

      Alice you need to wake up!

      Alice this is important. WAKE UP!

      I am up. What do you want to talk about. I think as I am my eyes to see that it is around 10:00 in the morning.

      Before you go anywhere else we need to talk.

      Ok I'm listening.

      Let's start with the dress. That is not really a dress they are your wings that have just folded around you.

      Why are they folded around me? I thought that some how they would just get absorbed into my body.

      They will but you have to do it the manual way the first time. And when you came back you were naked. So I thought that this would be a good idea.

      Well thank you. So I guess we have to go cloth shopping. We also needs a place to stay.

      Correct. But also yesterday you know when you cried your tears were blood and would scratch your cheeks?

      Yes.

      That is also something new. Not only that but your entire make up has changed. So if you get hurt you will heal about 10 times faster then a normal human. You already know about your tears. Also you can get what ever you want just be asking. It's hard to explain but it is kind of like you can seduce them. In to giving you what ever you want.

      Is there anything else?

      Yes one more thing. Even though you are a angel you can't stand in direct sun lite. Because of you do you will start to rot away and become a corps once more.

      Now that is a nice bed time story. If it is still there I know this amazing dress shop. And get this it sells everything dirt cheep. I think to Lola and NightShade as I climb down the tree and start walking in to town.

     Completely unaware that some one was watching me the hole time.

Word count: 1243.
P.s. Teen drinking is very, very bad. And crack is wack don't do drugs. Kids.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 12, 2019 ⏰

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