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Shadows, Chapter 2
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Chapter Two
The car drove across the flat road and hummed up the steep narrow mountain pathway. Eva glanced at Patrick and immediately saw the determination and excitement in his eyes. She was scared.
“What exactly are you going to do to me anyway?” she cautiously asked him; aware of how he could easily hurt her. He turned slightly, looking stunned by her blindness.
“ ‘What exactly are you going to do to me?’ Oh come on Eva. Think. If you think Dorian left you because he didn’t like you or you think it is actually safe being around you, you’re sadly mistaken,” he strongly proclaimed. “Dorian puts his neck, or rather yet, your neck on the line every time he’s around you. It’s a huge deal and he didn’t believe he could stand it anymore. I honestly know that he made a good decision. Not the best, but a good one.” Patrick’s eyes shifted over to Eva but his head never moved. “I only wish that you could truly understand the danger you have put him and yourself in.” Eva glanced away and out the window, avoiding what he had said.
The convertible inched its way up a 45-degree slope and came to the end of the road. Patrick turned off the engine and unlocked the doors. He quickly trotted away, seeming to forget about Eva back in the car.
“Well come on then,” he hollered, not slowing down. “And be quiet.”
Eva jumped out of the car and ran over to Patrick, easily keeping up with his pace. “So what are we doing out here? I still don’t understand,” she whispered and gasped for air.
“And I still don’t understand why you don’t understand. Haven’t you ever wondered why Dorian doesn’t offer to take you out on dates when it’s kind of late sometimes?”
Eva thought for a moment, recalling a few times when he refused to take her out when it was nighttime. “Yeah…”
“That’s because we go hunting.” They stopped as they came to a clearing. He looked up at the sky, watching the clouds move.
“Hunting?” Eva was puzzled and confused again. “But why so often and so late? That’s just crazy.”
Patrick smirked and shook his head.
After a few seconds he replied, “Well after you’ve seen what I brought you here for, you should know.”
Eva squinted her eyes and curiously thought about what he meant. Patrick noticed her confusion, but waved his hand and ran off into the woods. “There’s absolutely no way I’m going to follow him,” she thought.
Apparently Patrick knew exactly what she was thinking and so he threw up his hand again and yelled to her, “Suit yourself. Just stay here and wait until I come back. It shouldn’t be long.” Eva glanced back at the still visible car, her mind bubbling with escape plans. “And don’t get any ideas,” he added.
So there Eva stood, staring into the forest patiently awaiting Patrick’s return. She began kicking rocks around when she heard the most awful sound in her entire life; a high-pitched screaming, except it didn’t sound like a human. Eva quickly protected her ears as the sound finally descended and was covered up by the rustling of leaves close by. It sounded like a fight. “Maybe I should go see if something’s wrong,” Eva wondered. She scanned the forest with her eyes and heard the crunching sound approach her, getting louder every second. She took a big step back and let out a yelp as Patrick stepped out from in front of her with a small bear half in his mouth, half thrown across his back. Eva also saw blood oozing out of his mouth and it covered his shirt were the bear was.
“What happened?!” Eva exclaimed, furiously. Patrick’s eyes darted up to hers and she saw a disturbing amount of hostility in them.
“Are you afraid of me now?” he stabbed at her in a rude manor, ignoring her question. He then flung the bear to the ground and knelt down.
Eva didn’t dare move. “Yes,” she thought. “No,” she lied. She had never heard Patrick without his soft, gentle voice.
Patrick just smirked again and let out a dark laugh. “Of course you’re scared. You’re terrified of me now.” He slowly leaned over and began to suck the blood from the helpless dead bear.
Eva stared at the ground, feeling the truth in his words but she wasn’t going down without a fight. “But Dorian would never hurt me.”
Patrick pulled back. “Oh yes he would Eva. We can’t really control our natural instincts. It’s even worse for Dorian because he’s so young.”
Eva eyed the dead bear, seeing every little cut on him but what stood out was the two bite marks on his neck. “That’s terrible,” she thought. “I want to go now,” she muttered and hurried into the passenger seat.
Patrick followed without question, leaving the bear behind for the birds. He quietly closed his door shut and turned to face her. Eva waited for him to say something but nothing happened. He frowned and started up the engine and silently drove back down the mountain.
“Do you understand what I’ve been trying to tell you now?” he muttered and didn’t even glance at her.
“I think so.”
“You know I really wished it could’ve worked out, but it’s just so hard. That bear could have easily been you…”
They both lifelessly stared at the road, forgetting everything else in the world. The ground flattened out and the car came to a complete stop in front of Eva’s house. Patrick tossed up his hand and Eva carefully stepped out of the car. She turned to wave back, but he was already speeding off to his house on the other side of town.
Eva tilted her head towards the sky and saw the darkness above her, only a few stars twinkling. Her head lowered and she found herself gazing down at her disappearing reflection in the grass. “Well…it looks like it’s just me and the shadows now.” She looked back up and walked in the house and into bed.
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Please Login to post comments| On January 17th 2008 numerosietehoy Said : | |
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hey you should definitely get a cover for this |
| On January 17th 2008 numerosietehoy Said : | |
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sounds interesting...keep writing. |
| On January 17th 2008 groupielove Said : | |
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Please keep me posted!! |
