Stay tuned for each chapter…
I don’t often write books chapter by chapter, because I always end up editing and changing so much, so this is definitely a challenge for me, but one I am excited to dive into!
I will add some photos occasionally to help paint a picture, but I will try to keep them to a minimum as I know everyone tends to have a different image in their own minds.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Why was she here? That was the only thought running through Alyssa’s mind as she passed doors upon doors in the long hallway, trying desperately to not make the already yellow-stained carpet uglier than it was, trying to find the bathroom, and failing. Her stomach felt like it was on fire, probably due to the amount of alcohol it had consumed. Although she had drunk alcohol before, she knew she was pushing her limits. Why did she think this was going to be a good idea. She could have been halfway into the Harry Potter movie she wanted to watch tonight instead of getting wasted at this stupid party. But as usual, her friends had persuaded her into going. And as usual, going was a mistake.
She stumbled into a door, labeled with a big sign, that said, L A D I E S. Sighing with relief, she pushed her way forward, only to find that it was already occupied by a very passionate couple, that didn’t look like they would be moving for her anytime soon. She groaned nearly breaking the door down on her way out. She just needed to sit down, and stop moving. But there was nowhere else to go but back downstairs. And that was the last place she wanted to go. But it was the only place to go. She decided that she would make a run for her car. She wouldn’t drive, not yet. But it was quiet and secluded, and a place to sit down. This plan was valid enough for her to make the journey downstairs. Taking deep breaths, she kept moving down the stairs, and was hit by the sudden smell of alcohol, the loud blaring of rap music, and the blinding purple and blue lights, which didn’t seem to be annoying anyone else but Alyssa.
Still focusing on her breathing, she made her way through the crowd — more like punched her way through — until she caught sight of the front door. Found you, she thought to herself. But as she was changing her path in order to move closer to the door, a boy with short brown hair and green eyes came running into her. They both came crashing to the floor in a sprawling heap, although no one around them really seemed to notice or care, everyone just slightly shifting themselves away from the scene. The boy didn’t stay long to apologize or help her up. His breathing was heavy and irregular, and he only spared Alyssa a mere glance. After a moment, she saw him look around frantically, as if hoping no one saw the accident. His eyes were wide with panic, his hair was tousled in a style similar to a wet dog, it looked as though he had just showered.
And then, just as Alyssa was opening her mouth to apologize for not looking where she was going, he was gone. She blinked, twice. No, she was sure of it, he was just gone. He hadn’t run away, hadn’t jumped into the crowd. One minute, he was standing there, and the next he wasn’t. Alyssa would have probably been more surprised if she hadn’t been beyond drunk, but due to her current state, she shrugged it off, blaming the throbbing in her head for making up weird hallucinations. She slowly made her way to the door, weaving her way through the last crowd of people. As she walked outside, she felt the cool fall air wash her face with its gentle fingers. She sighed and felt the fire in her stomach slowly extinguish, her face feeling calmer, as she just now realized her brow had been furrowed in a painful glare.
She glanced up and down the street, trying to remember where she had parked her car. Her eyes finally locked upon it. Her orange, rusty, beaten down car stood there in all its glory. Any other day, she would have been embarrassed to be an owner of such a car, but tonight, it didn’t matter. Upon entering her car, she slammed the door with a loud bang, silently ignoring the fact that she probably had just broken her door handle. She sighed, finally able to let out the breath she just realized she had been holding. With shaky breaths, she brought her water bottle to her lips, gulping down the lukewarm lemon water that had been left in her cup holder. She was just in the middle of texting her friends that she had headed out, her excuse being that her parents would kill her if they found out where she was, when her car suddenly lurched and from behind her came the sound of heavy breathing. Terrified, and startled out of her wits, she whipped her head around the driver’s seat, and her petrified eyes met those belonging to someone with….wait. She knew this guy. She had awkwardly fallen on the floor on top of him earlier. Yes, it had to be him. She would recognize those bright, panic filled, green eyes anywhere. He was sweating profusely, his dark hair looking even more like a dog’s and less like a human’s then before. And those eyes, she couldn’t help but be mesmerized by them. They were so green. And then, as if snapped out a trance, she realized what just happened. A young boy, from what she guessed to be around the age of seventeen, had bumped into her car…and…somehow…was inside. He was inside her car. In her backseat. A strange male was in her backseat, and somehow looked more petrified then her. She screamed. She screamed bloody murder. The boy scrambled around the back, struggling to open the doors, while Alyssa tried to hit him with her water bottle, missing more then actually hitting her target. Then, suddenly, he did the same thing he did back in the club. Except this time, Alyssa had a better view of what was happening. His entire body was breaking and moving into tiny different pieces, making him look like a human television, old, or seriously broken. And then, he was gone. Alyssa stopped screaming. She was breathing heavily, and her water bottle was leaking in multiple different places. She blinked slowly and tried to process, but moments later she decided she couldn’t. She faded slowly into black, the darkness consuming her peacefully with open arms.
