Dreams Never Last

chapter 3

      I knew that those few words had hurt them both. Especially Mike, because those were his last words to his brother, just before the accident. After that Dan pulled out of Mike's grip and we walked to the car.

         I still had to make an appearance at my party, so we went straight home, then after 20 we would have gone to the river just outside of town.

       And now looking into Mike's eyes, I know he regrets opening his mouth. He probably felt like he let Dan down.

      On their own, my arms circled around Mike, and pulling him near me. I felt his own arms go around me as he buried his face in my neck.

       "Come with me," Mike said barely over a whisper.

       I looked over the crowd and saw Tiffany and Tessa swaying their bodies away. At the far corner was Karen and Brad, making out. I guess that is good, meaning he would stop going after me.

         And just next to them was Kristoff. He was watching me or maybe Micheal? I don't care.

        Either way, it hurts that all my friends are here and they invited the freak instead of me.

        I hopped off the stool and followed Micheal to the back of the bar. He led me out the back door and as soon as he turned around, I kissed him.

         Heat started to course through me, starting from my lips to my toes. It felt like I had hungry squirrels in my stomach instead of butterflies. My blood seemed to boil and I felt my heart skip a beat or two.

         I haven't seen Mike since that fight. I wanted to give him some time to get over the pain. And seeing him again, made my heart ache.

        All to soon Mike pushed me away. "No,  I can't."

        Confused, I took a step back. "Can't what?"

        "I can't be with you," he started. "I know Danny would want that, but I just can't. I see you and I see Danny. You'll remind me of that goddamn wish that I really didn't want to make."

          Inside, I felt hurt and torn, but outside I placed a emosionless mask on. "So you're breaking up with me?"

          I saw him cringe and that made me wince.

           "See, that is what you don't get. We were never together. You and Dan were, but never us. And... and I don't want you in my life, because every fight Danny and I had was because of you. Everytime. Before you came along, me and Danny were good together and the first day you came into my live was the first day Dan and I fought. I don't want you in my life, not even as friends. Look, Mona, I love you, but I just can't."

           Each word he had said was like a knife to my heart and with each penetration came anger. It was one of the only ways I knew how to handle pain.

           I turned around and stomped into the bar and downed the last of my drink and then walked out the front door of the pub. I even shoved Tiffany and Tessa out of the way.

         Anger tears started to fall, but I kept on walking.

         "Oh look, a girl," a grim voice said behind me. His voice was rough, and I didn't recognize at all.

          A heard a chorus of men chuckling.

          I kept on walking and soon reached the alley. Just as I reached it, I felt a hand fall onto my shoulder.

           "Where are you going, love?" Asked the guy who had spoke previously. "Won't you keep us company?"

            I turned around to tell them where  to shove it, but stopped short as I saw there was four men.

             I turned back around and started to run down the alley. As I came to the midway I was tackled from behind.

             I was flipped just fast and a hand covered my mouth just as I was about to scream.

              I heard a material being torn. I pounded at the man on top of me, but soon my wrists were held down, aswell as my feet.

            "Come on, love," the man on top of me said. "Just let me and my friends fill you."

           I heard a zip going down and the next I knew something was shoved into my mouth and the hand that held my mouth now held my head behind.

            The object in my mouth went back and forth and I started to cry.

            This was what my mother must have felt like when she got raped. It was bad. A really bad feeling. You felt weak and like a infirior. 

              An idea started to form in my head and before I could think about the problems that might happen, I got into action.

           I bit down hard and I felt the flesh under my teeth tear. A sweet substance went down my throat. Distandly I heard the man scream

          With all my might I pulled my arms toward me, surprised how like strenght I used and punched the guy that was on top of me.

          The guy at my feet had let go of my foot and I used his shock by kicking him in the face.

        Soon I was on my feet and then I was on one of the guys who had held my wrist and I bit into his neck.

       Okay, I knew this a little of the plan, but it was so good. His blood was almost a little spicy and it made me want more.

       "What the fuck?" I heard someone say.

       I let go of the man that I had bitten and took a few steps away.

       Slowly I stepped away shocked. In slow motion he started to fall, his eyes glassy.

       All the other men started to run away, and I stood still.

       I looked around and I saw Kristoff neatly seated on the roof. His eyes were knowingly.

       I turned around and ran home.