Forbidden Love

Chapter 4 - A Black Cat Has 7 Lives

~ Red's (The REAL Red's) POV ~

I looked around, asking myself where am I. I can't move around. I was inside a box. I felt it. The shape's was of a coffin. I guess I'm in a coffin, huh?

I tried to shout as loud as I can. "HELP!!!!" It probably took minutes for the people above to notice that there were shouting. Then I heard voices. They were faint and it feels like I'm being raised up. At last!

As soon as they opened the coffin, I jumped off happily, enjoying the warm heat blast in my face. How long have I been staying there? I looked down at the grass, which made me see a glimpse of my hair. They were blond, just like Raven's were. Raven, the one that told me she was dying. Why was my hair blond when I was actually a black-haired person? And why was I in a coffin? I'm not dead!

"I guess Raven is still alive, huh?" says the digger, pointing at me.

"I'm not Raven!" I shouted at him. "My name's Red!"

The digger laughs at what I said. "Are you kidding? You're not Red! You're Raven!!!"

I would have gave him the middle finger right then and there! But when he mentioned that I was Raven, my mind completely shot down. Raven... The girl that my little brother, Aaron, likes. Raven told me that she was dying soon and I didn't believe her. And somehow, I was in her coffin, mistaken for Raven.. Which means that I'm now the blonde girl that's supposed to be dead...

That was surprising.

~ Raven's POV ~

Ugh, my stomach hurts. Then I coughed out blood. My stomach was bleeding. A knife was there, I pulled it out.

Why would dad kill me if he knew I'm Raven? He's probably just saying that.

I stood up and walked out to the shining light. It was morning. I was kidnapped at night so many hours passed. Is my "mom" trying to find me? Or did they just thought that I was with a friend and is safe and sound?

I looked around. I know this place. This place was what I used to call "home". It was dark yesterday so I couldn't see very well. That was what made me think I didn't know this place.

When I was a kid, I lived here. This place is a very small town. This place is where I was born. But when I turned 15, we moved very far away from here. We went to a much more crowded place so I could make lots of friends. The town we moved to is where I met Aaron and fell in love. It is also where I died.

Why did Dad bring me here when they kidnapped me? Is it because it's abandoned? Why is this place even abandoned? I had a billion questions popping out my mind but the question that keeps popping up is this: Why did I survive when I lost that much blood and wasn't taken care of?

AT HOME

"Whoah!" Exclaimed Adrian as I climbed up the window. I didn't want Aaron to see me like this. "What happened to you?!"

I didn't want anybody to get worried so I told Adrian a little bit not true story. "Well, someone accidentally stabbed me in the stomach while they were cutting a fish. I bled a lot so that's why they took care of me yesterday. That's why I wasn't home." Well, I think I'm a pretty good liar.

"Hey, Adrian... Why did I even survive when I bled a lot?" I sighed. Pretty dumb question. I know that he'll say, "Because they took care you!"

But instead he answered with this, " 'Cause you're a Black Cat!"

"The hell?!" I asked.

He smiled. "For me, you have such a bad luck because you died early. And you even got stabbed and almost died! How careless! What I mean is, Black Cats have bad luck right? And I just told you, you have bad luck, just like a black cats. And you survived from that thing and your sickness right? Meaning like a cat that has 9 lives. So you're like a cat that has many lives!"

"I don't get it..." I looked at him incredulously.

"You have 9 lives. You died 2 times, so now you have 7 lives."

"Ohhhh... " But I still didnt get it.

After I showered, I head out for a bit. I sat down at the grass and looked at the road. There, I saw a cat walking across the road. It seems that this cat has been injured several times. Then I saw a car heading towards it. Then it got run over. The car driver stopped and got out of the car. He stopped in front of the cat and knelt beside it. Turns out it wasn't a cat after all. It was a girl. Suddenly I saw something flash. A girl was standing close to the girl that died. She looked at me and disappeared. It was a ghost.

Is my eyes playing a trick on me? Or am I just weird?