Breathless- Theo Raeken fanfic-

Chapter 1

BEACON HILLS, the place I've never thought of seeing again.

I never thought of going back there until two months ago, when my mother told me we were leaving. I was born in Beacon Hills but moved away when I was seven years old. I think it's pointless going back there. I'll be senior then I'll have to move away to get in college. But it is also pointless because I'll need to make new friends. I stared up at the sky through the window in my mother's car. The raindrop was hitting hard against the car, making it hard to listen to music.

I mean when I said I wanted to move away from New Jersey, I didn't ask to move back to Beacon Hills, but my mom thought it would be a great idea. I did have a few friends but most of them were just backstabbers anyways. When I said I wanted to move to California, I meant like L.A or something, not Beacon Hills. Yes, my cousin and uncle live there but I haven't really seen them since my aunt passed away when I was ten years old. But that wasn't the only reason why I didn't want to move to Beacon Hills. My dad grew up here and it's because of the people in that town he became cursed. A curse he wanted to get rid of and ended up killing him.

I let out a sigh.

"It's going to be okay," my mother said.

I ignored her as I hummed at the song that was playing at the radio as I tapped my fingers on my thighs.

''I mean, I know you're nervous, but I'm sure you'll make new friends. You'll have your cousin and I'm sure he wouldn't mind showing you around. He always cared about people.''

''I'm not nervous, mom.'' I told her. ''I think you are.''

''I haven't seen him since his wife passed away, Ashley.''

''He's your brother, mom. I don't think you should be nervous about that.''

She smiled, ''I know. I'm just saying that---what the?''

I frowned and was about to look in front of me, but all I could hear was my mom and I's scream as my body thrashed around, but my seatbelt was the only thing holding me back as the car flipped over. I closed my eyes as I waited for this to stop. I could hear the car rolling over as the glass broke and some pieces pierced through my skin. I could feel pain through my body until everything stopped. The pain, the sounds, the car moving, everything even my breathing.

At this moment, I didn't know if I was dead or not. Am I? Everything's dark. Is it how death looks like? I thought that we saw our life flashing through our eyes and white light coming towards us. Maybe I'm meant to be in hell. Who knows.

My eyes shot open as I gasped for air. My throat hurts like if I didn't drink anything for days. I tried to move my head which was pressed against the roof. I looked down and tried to reach down for the seatbelt and realized that my hands were covered in blood. I groaned as I undid my seatbelt and the rest of my body fell back against the roof. I held my right arm in pain and looked down at my arm and saw a few pieces of broken glass sticking out of my arm.

I turned my head and looked at mom who was still breathing but covered in blood. The airbag had broken while we were rolling over. Mine was fine but her wasn't.

''Ashley.'' She whispered and I tried to reach for her, but every inch of my body hurt. That's when I realized something. How did this happen? I tried to lift my head and looked through the broken windshield and saw three shadows with masks on their faces. All of them were walking at the same time emitting the same sounds that sounded like a crackling sound. The weird thing about them was that they seemed to disappear and then come back every second, like as if they weren't really there.

I looked back at mom as I tried to unlock her seatbelt, but it was stuck. I knew that the car will be caught on fire soon because of the smoke.

"Mom, there's people coming," I told her as I glanced back at these people. "They are wearing masks and—"

''Ashley,'' my mother whispered, and I shook my head as tears fell on my cheeks. With all my forces, the seatbelt didn't budge. ''Ashley.''

I shook my head, ''No.''

''Go,'' she whispered weakly. ''Run.'' I shook my head. Her eyes turned yellow as she stared back at me. What the hell?! ''Ashley, run. You must leave. Don't let them take you, Ash.''

''I'm not leaving you,'' I cried as I felt myself weaken.

My mother's right hand reached for me and placed on my right cheek.

''Go.''

I hesitated and she nodded. I looked back through the windshield and the shadows were people or something, but they were wearing clothes or metal, or whatever they were wearing. I felt my mom's hands drop from my face and looked back at her. Her eyes are closed, and I panicked. I tried to check for a pulse but found nothing. No, no, no!

''Mom!'' I tried to shake her, but it didn't help. She's not waking up. There's more smoke and those things are getting closer. I looked back at my mom. ''I love you.'' I whispered. I crawled to my window and winced in pain as I felt pain in my arm. I finally got out through the window as I tried to avoid the glass. I stood up and held back a groan. My left leg hurts. I looked back at the car then ran off into the woods as I tried not to limp. I could have run faster if I wasn't that injured. I looked back as I heard something explode in the distance. Even though I tried to convince myself that it wasn't the car, I knew it was it. However, that didn't stop me from running. My mother's dead and her last words were for me to run and I won't stop running until I reach a safe place. A part of me wants to go back and go get my mom, but another part of me knows it's too late. She won't be there if I go back.

And that's how my journey started in Beacon Hills. And if I thought that this was the worst thing that happened in my life, I didn't see the rest of the things coming along the way.