Chapter One: Running Away From the Light
This part is kinda...blah...but it gets better...trust me.
The clouds turned black overhead and rain began to start falling; after a few minutes it began to pour. I stood out in the middle of it all, letting it pound into my body. "Why did they die?" I cried, then remembered something..."Oh, yea...Satan said they would...nevermind." I collected myself and went back inside my ritzy apartment. "Honey?" asked a handsome man with glasses and a green shirt sitting at my kitchen table. "What?" I asked, drinking from his coffee cup. "You were outside again...you know how you're supposed to forget about them, just like Satan said." I sighed and sat down in his lap. "Yea, I know...but they were like my family..." "And I'm not?" "You are...but....my friends..." Jake, my fiancee wrapped his arms around me. "You'll get over them....we have eachother." I sighed and contented myself to staying in his lap. We had been dating for a about six years and have been through a lot together, but this was by far the worst. We were on a road trip with my friends, the day I recieved my first warning of their death, and I remember hearing a voice inside my head telling me that they must die. I referred the voice as Satan, but I was never really sure what it was. I told Jake about it and he tried to comfort me, but it would help. I went into therapy for my voices, but the lab coats found nothing mentally wrong with me and said that I was faking. But Jake knew I wasn't. The day kept replaying itself in my over and over again and everytime I felt that it was my fault.
We were outside playing Hide and Go Seek, me and Jake were it and instead of finding my friends...we made out on the porch. If we had only seeked them, we would've prevented what was the inevitable. A mass murderer had been on the prowl for a few weeks then, and he was known as the "Hide and Go Seek Zodiac Ripper Bunsen Manson Vampyre with a Y Killer" and he loved to prowl on people playing hide and go seek. So needless to say, we attracted him. Lucky for me and Jake, he didn't know we were playing as well, but my friends...they were the unfortunate ones. Mary, with her fluffy hair...Amy with her waddle...Theresa with her opera voice and weird science obssesion....Elyse with her silly significant other, Phillium....Alexis, the artsy one...and Corey, the one who forced us to play hide and go seek. In the middle of our make out session, I swear I saw something run by, but I paid no attention, until I heard Corey's piercing girly scream. I jumped in my seat and listened as one scream after another followed. I was so scared, I couldn't move. After a bit, there was silence and then I bolted up, grabbing Jake, and running around screaming their names. I finally found them all and I knew who it was immediatly. "Oh my god....Jake....The Hide and Go Seek Zodiac Ripper Bunsen Manson Vampyre with a Y Killer....he's killed them..." Jake just stood there freaked out and looking around for him. I looked up and saw a horned figure sitting on a bench, next to where Mary was supposed to have been hiding. "Well, I told you they'd die...." then he disappeared.
I was brought back into the future by Jake shaking me. "Rachel, come on, lets go to bed and you can forget about this." I nodded and followed him back to our room. As I lay down to sleep, Jake's arm draped over my body, I swore I saw a mass of curly hair run by my bed. I paid no attention to it and turned around so that all I saw was Jake's chest. "I can't believe it..." Shouted Mary, upset. "She paid no attention to me!! We didn't even die that night!!" "Hush, she'll hear you!" screamed Amy. "Theresa, what are our coordinates!" yelled Corey. "What?" asked Theresa, confused. THey all left to go back to their respective lives to come back the next night. Satan was wrong...they survived the murderer.
The next morning, I woke up late. Jake had already gone to work and called me in sick. I was grateful that he did, I didn't feel like going into work after last night. As I stood up, a piece of blond curly hair fell to the ground. "The fuck?" I said, picking it up and smelling it. "Mary..." I said, then got up. I showered and did my morning routine, then walked outside, back to the park where they died. As I approached the bench, I saw them...all of them. Breathing, talking, alive. "guys?" "RACHEL!!!" they screamed, jumping up and hugging me. "We didn't die...we ran away from the light!!" I laughed and hugged them all. "Why didn' t you try to find me before....?" "Because, we didn't feel like it." said Mary, waving her hand around. They had changed a lot. Mary still had her rats nest hair, but was taller and looked slightly more manly. Amy shaved her head and attached all her hair to her armpits and only wore tank tops to show it off. Corey had long hair and was all nerdy metal goth...not a good look for him, I would definatly have to change that. Theresa had her eyes redone and they were shaped like triangles. Elyse...she was married to Phil and you could tell that many pregnancies had ensued due to the extra baggage. She had with her five children and a balding phil....he was only like 23, but balding. I felt sorry for his kids. "Wow, you've all changed so much...most of you for the worst." "Wow, thanks Rach!" They said, jumping up and down like speed addicts. "So, how's Jake?" "Oh, we're great...we've gotten engaged...and he's at work." "Oh..." they all said, looking dissapointed. "What? I thought you loved him?" "Well, yea, but...we were hoping that, like...you'd dump him and get someone with a future." I gave them a weird look. "Uh...we're the third richest people in the world...I'm pretty sure Jake has a future." "No, I mean...afterfuture." said, Elyse, lowering her voice. "What?" I asked, becoming weirded out by my friends. "They never found the killer right?" "No..." "Well, then, I'd better get over Jake and fast." "NO!!!" I yelled running away from them and to Jake's office. My friends suck now....they hate Jake!! What has the world come to?!?!?
As I was running, I was tripped by a hobo and upon closer inspection I saw that the hobo was....
ok, so thats part one...it'll get better...i just had to like...ya know...start it.
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4 Comments:
lmao, i love it!
YAY!!! I'm so happy this one is working out unlike the OTHER one...at least ya'll like it...this time...hehe
i thought of you, corey, when i wrote about the killer and what kind of killer name you'd want.
Man, if you're going to follow contest rules, you're really going to need to scrunch up a lot of plot in a few chapters if you don't hurry up and write more.
rotflmfao...am I the hobo? You call me one often enough. But I suppose now I'm too tall and manly.
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