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Chapter 1: Retrospection

Was I scared or was I just exaggerating , either which way my dilemma was even worse. The questions boggled through my head, as it played pinball searching for the answers. Was he the one I was meant to be with? Did he love me for me? It was all a fog in my eyes. There was no answers or explanations, just confusion. But there was only one thing on my mind now and one thing only, it was that I'm about to die.
I ran as fast as my heart could keep up with, but an instinct inside told me I couldn't hold it up much longer. The branches scarped against my jeans, tearing the fabric slowly, as it left bloodly cuts. I was in the middle of the forest, and the only thing that woud save me was getting out to the nearest town. My brained was fried. I knew every corner of the forest since I would sketch nature's beauty everyday, it was just that now it was pitch black, the only thing that guided me were the stars. Leaves crunched under my weary feet, losing control. I wasn't in my body. I could hear him getting closer, but I kept going. Tears welled up in my eyes, I never expected that I would die like this, actually the thought never crossed my mind. But at any minute it would be the end of the road for me, no matter how much I fought against him, it wouldn't matter.
If he was what I expected him to be at this point, nothing would stop him. My only guesses were that my blood was admiring to him, addicting as to a drug. He wanted me. The pieces slowly fell in place. Now I knew why he fell for me out of all the drop dead gorgeous girls out there, he just thristed for my blood.
I stopped.
I was in front of a tall tree, from what I could see the last sketch I would draw as a human...or forever.
I took in deep breathes trying to regain energy to runaway, until cold hands were around my waist.
"Looks like I've won this game of hide and seek." Zane's cold breath was on my neck, as I perfectly heard his slight chuckle.
"You think this is amusing!?"
"Yes, is that a problem."
His remarks brought a great force of bother to me.
"Please just leave." I gulped, as a tear-drop went down my face. Zane's finger was on my cheek stopping the tear.
"And why would I do that!"
"Because...because y-you love me." my words stammered.
"Selene the question is, do I?" I squeezed my eyes closed. All this time I thought I've found the one person I could relate to, and know he says there is a possible chance he never felt what I've felt.
"I promise it won't be painful." I could feel his grasp tighten. I squirmed.
"HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" I knew there was no use, no one would be able to here my cries for help.
"Shhh" he turned my body to have us facing each other.
"HELP!"
"Selene make this easy."
"SOMEONE!" I yelled.
He held me even tighter to where it hurt, to where the handprints would scar on my skin. Zane pushed me through the dirt, to where suddenly my back sprung against a tree. Chills were sent through my spine and pain was all I could feel.
"Selene just try to stay still, you obviously are aware that you will never be able to escape with your tiny, fragile self."
"You said it was impossible." I tried staying optimistic through my words, but the truth in my heart was that Zane was absolutly correct, I wouln't be able to free myself.
All I was sure of was that I didn't have the energy to scream, or squirm, I was weak at this point just effortless.
Zane gently brushed my hair to my left sholder. His touch. His grasp. Everything was recited in an elegant pattern. Zane pushed his body on mine, to where I had no way of moving at this point.
"HELP...SOMEONE HELP ME!" I tried, but my eyes welled up with tears once again. Zane's head came over meeting with my lips. He kissed me with great force, roughly, with no passion.
"Remember, I do love you. But I cannot resist any longer. You see I've always wanted to rip you apart, and just feed. Like a lion hunting it's prey, just waiting for the right moment, to lunge."
"Zane...please. I'll move if I have to, just don't do this."
"I can't listen to you this time."
"Don't..." he kissed me once again.
"I'm sorry."
I could feel the breeze against me. His mouth widened, and his head moved slowly toward my neck. I gulped. Razors went through my skin as I screamed in pain...

It went black.

***
I lay on a cold hardwood floor, in utter silence. My eyes opened slowly viewing plain white walls, and the sun’s rays beaming in exposing myself. My pale skin burned. Not showing any flames, but boiling in my blood. All five senses awoke, as I scattered from the floor to the infernal window. I pulled down the drapes blocking the sun’s rays.
I took a deep breath of relief.
By what my eyes could see, I was safe and secluded at home. The question layed in my mind though...How? I tryed to follow my steps, to remember, but honestly I couldn't. Nothing made sense. My thoughts were interroupted.
"Selene, come on. Your gonna be late." Nancy alarmed. Nancy is my paranoid, over-protective, dedicating, insane mother. Not a great mix of characteristics. Nancy is the type that would rather stay at work than be home with her own daughter...I was never bothered.
I finally got myself up. I moaned in pain, my muscles were tight, and my throat burned vividly. I felt unlike myself, as if I were a sprit in a different body. Uncomfortable. My body dragged itself toward my closet. I let my weary hand control the faux gold doorknob, shaking it to open until it did. I pulled out the a thermal, thin layer shirt that was awfully tight around my slim upper figure, it was the color of white. I then dragged out a pair of denium jeans that were torn at the edges. In an instant I was in the bathroom.
As the door closed behind me, I scurried over to the bath tub, the shower was set, but I usually let it run for a couple of minutes for the heat to kick in. As I undressed myself with the threadbare clothing on my body I noticed that my pale skin was overlapped with clear bruises scattered around my lower legs, on top on that were scraps which each had dry blood. The pants that I just recently stripped from my body were torn at the exact area of the wounds. I carefully stepped into the now hot shower. I ignored the burning of the water, and the scrapes interaction, as I closed my eyes to enjoy what was left of my shower.

Dressed, I ran down the narrow staircase, with the strap of my bookbag around my right shoulder, while welcomed with the perky voice of Nancy "Morning!"
I dropped the backpack at the front door as I made my way towards the kitchen. Once inside I found Nancy at the round wooden table, sipping at a steaming cup of coffee, while examining the newspaper.
"You must of slept well." Nancy perked.
"Uh...I guess." I walked deeper into the kitchen, I was stopped right in the middle.
"Hun, I made you some eggs!"
"Thanks. You didn't have to, I could of made cereal, as I usually do." I went over towards the cooled down stove to retrieve my eggs. I took the spatula, bunched up some eggs on the pan, and rushed them to my plate.
"Well I thought it would be nice for your first day back after winter vacation."
Instead of repling, I scurried over and took a seat facing Nancy.
"So did you enjoy yourself last night." she rushed out taking a sip of coffee.
"Huh?"
"The party, remember?"
"What party?" I scooped some eggs on my fork and chewed waiting.
"The one you went to with Zane."
"Uh-Mom I didn't go to any party!" I was confused. What was nancy saying.
"Sweetie, you and Zane went out yesteday. You said you were going to a party!" after I heard her I pushed back the plate of eggs, for a strange reason, the eggs didn't appeal to me.
"I guess. And mom I didn't go out with Zane last night."
"Hun, you did!"
"I did?"
"Yes."
"Mom, are you sure!?"
"Positive!"
“Oh well, it’s probably…” I gulped “just me.”
“Do you not like the eggs?” she remarked as her eyes focused on my basically untouched plate.
“The eggs are fine, I’m just not hungry.”
“Selene are you alright?”
“Fine.” I got up with the plate in my hand, I carefully placed it on the counter and sat back down.
“You can stay home, it’s just that I have a very important meeting so I won’t really be home.”
“Mom, I’m fine. Calm down.”
“Whatever you say.”
“Uh Mom…When did I get home yesterday night?”
“Actually,” she thought carefully “I was asleep.”
“Oh ok.” I brought my hand towards my throat. I got myself up, and took a bottle of water. “Mom, I better be off.”
“See you later darling!”
With the water in my hands, I left the kitchen, grasping my backpack on my shoulder, and left hopefully to get some questions answered.

“There she is!” Alex’s voice echoed.

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