From Dusk to Dawn

Eternal love

Josephine stood helpless by the doorway. Her arms were tightly wrapped around her side and her cheeks were stain with tears for her parents and for the woman who laid unconscious a few feet away from her. She tried to remain silent, to calm her pounding heart but her thoughts itched concerned for the woman who saved her life. "Is she okay?" she whispered, her voice weak and timed.

The stranger in front of her moved effortlessly as he wrapped the bandages of the woman. Her head, hands feet, and stomach were splattered with blood and her clothes were torn. As the man finished securing the bandage on her hands, he rose from the bed and faced Josephine.

"She'll be fine," he said confidently walking towards the cupboard to pack back his things, "one of the perks of being her is that nothing can permanently cause her any harm. She just needs time to rest. That's all." He closed close the cupboard drawer and moved silently to the door. Josephine watched the woman lay helplessly on the bed.

Her heart yearned to move closer but before she got the chance to do so, her thoughts were interrupted by the man. "It's been a long few hours. You'll need something to eat. Why don't you come with me to the kitchen and when you're done eating you can come back and keep her company?" At that moment, her face fell. She didn't understand why but all she wanted was to be next to her. Josephine wanted to be there when the woman woke up so she could gaze into those silver eyes once again. A small part of her felt a surge of warmth at the memory of those eyes, but she also knew she need something to eat and she needed rest, most of all she needed something to distract herself from everything happening around her. Without saying anything, we took one last look at her heroine before slowly making her way towards the door.

Neither Josephine nor the man said anything as they made their way down the dimly lit hallway and back downstairs. Josephine walked without noticing anything for though she tried her best not to remember the events of the last few hours, she couldn't escape the cold and isolated feeling which hunted her every moment since all this started. She couldn't run away from it. She couldn't hide from it. All she could do was try her best not to let it eat away at her existence.

"Please, sit down." the man said as he motioned to the chair closest to her. Absentmindedly, she took a seat and sat there staring at the ground. She thought back to this morning when she walked through the door of her childhood home and found nearly everything in sight destroyed and the ground littered with shredded pieces of broken glass and bits and pieces of furniture. The place was in chaos. As she recalled the events of that moment her heart begun to break all over again. She felt a heavy pressure on her chest and her hands trembled. With fear of what might happen if she continued to relive the memory she raised her head and looked to the man by the counter preparing their sandwiches.

"What's your name?" she asked him. She struggled to keep her voice from breaking.

The man turned around as if shock by her question, then gave a slight chuckle, "I'm sorry. With all the commotion, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Adam who saved your life is my oldest and dearest friend, Adriana." He turned his back to her and went back to what he was doing. "And you are Josephine. Am I right?"

Josephine was stunned at Adam's knowledge on her. She tried to think back but could not recall ever telling the stranger her name. As if reading her mind, he quickly added, "My friend and I have been looking for you for a very long time." Her brows frown in confusion.

"How do you know me?" her curiosity begun to surface. "And who are you? Why did Adriana risk her life to save me? Who was that....that monster that attacked me? And why did he kill my parents?" Her voice trembled at the last part and her hands formed into a fist as she struggled to keep herself from falling apart. Part of her didn't want to his answers. However, another part of her needed to know for what reason had her parents died.