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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 23, 2006 17:59:58 GMT -5
I was sitting in a chair, clinging to Billie's hand for dear life, hyperventalating. It felt like someone was gripping my chest, their heavy hand closing around my very soul, squeezing it, willing it to break.
I could somehow tell that I was going into shock. My vision was blurred, and I could hear my heart pounding in my throat. I felt light-headed, and my knees were shaking. I could make out Mylinda's sobs, but just barely.
I put my head in my hand; the one that Billie wasn't holding. I heard him set the dreaded rifle on the wooden floor of the bar and get onto his knees in front of me. He took my other hand, holding it tightly too, leaning his forhead against my own.
"Rein, are you okay?" He asked me gently, helping me to stand up. I shook my head, leaning against him for support. I could feel myself being lifted into the air, and looked greatfully at Billie, who carried me out of the bar and back to my house, bridal style.
He put me down gently on my bed, sitting down next to me. "Can I get you anything?" He asked me, his beautiful brown eyes shining in the evening light pouring into my bedroom window. I shook my head again, closing my eyes, trying to ward off my headache.
He stroked my hair gently, and I could feel his soft lips brush against my forhead. I laced my fingers with his, opening my bright green eyes. He was leaning over me, looking a bit worried. I sighed, curling up into a ball against him, sharing his warmth. Then, I closed my eyes again, drifting off into a familiar, dreamless sleep.
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Post by Taylor on Dec 23, 2006 18:07:54 GMT -5
Rein and Billie left the bar leaving the three of us sitting in a booth. I was still crying softly as Katlyn was singing a very sad song to herself. Liam was sitting on my right gently stroking my hand. I looked at him, saw his sad and concerned face and cried again. The man was definetly going to come back, we just weren't sure when.
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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 23, 2006 18:24:12 GMT -5
When I opened my eyes, three hours later, Billie and I were curled against each other. He was still sleeping, so I got up as silently as I could.
I walked softly to the bathroom, dipping my hands into the stone basin containing the water that I used to wash my face with. It was cool on my fevered face, and helped to calm my nerves some.
"Rein?" I turned at the sudden voice, and came face-to-face with Billie. I hugged him tightly, wishing that I could know for sure that there was no chance of those men ever coming back to the bar. I could hear his heartbeat, steady and easy. I looed up at him, hot tears falling down my face.
"Billie?" I asked him, choking on my words.
"Hmm?" He gently wiped away my tears, looking into my eyes.
"I wish that- that- that..." My voice broke into sobs, and he gently kissed my tears away.
"What, beautiful? What do you wish?" A rough voice came from behind Billie, and he spun around, forcing me behind him.
"Aww...So sweet." The man from the bar laughed harshly, looking at us with cruel eyes.
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Post by Taylor on Dec 23, 2006 18:37:18 GMT -5
I woke up laying in the booth. The hour was still early and Liam was on the floor. I giggled seeing drool fall from his mouth. I turned to find Katlyn, but she was no where in sight. "Katlyn." I whispered, not wanting to wake Liam. She sat up from a couple of booths over. "Are they here?" she asked looking around quickly. When I shook my head she let out her breath and came over to sit with me. Then someone walked in. Liam sat up with a jolt and screamed, scaring me and Katlyn. He looked around and, saw us and let out his breath,"Just a nightmare." He sat up next to us and we saw the man. He was the same man from before only his partner wasn't here. He sat at the bar not looking at us.
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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 25, 2006 13:47:41 GMT -5
"What do you want from us?" Billie demanded, fumbling behind him for my hand. The man laughed again, but sadly this time. "I don't really want anything any more... just to get away from here." I stared at this odd man, thoroughly confused, and yet, I could understand. It was how I felt three years ago, when I traveled faraway lands, in a useless attempt to put space between me and my memories.
"Here." I tossed him a velvet pouch, filled with money. "This will pay your way into another place. Get work there, but DO NOT come back here." I ordered him, stepping from behind Billie. The man hung his head, turned, and left. I grabbed a revolver that I have hidden in the hall and watched him walk away, never turning back.
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Post by Taylor on Dec 25, 2006 14:07:48 GMT -5
The three of us sat in the booth staring at him. He never turned for about 10 min. until his partner walked in. He was holding a small pouch, and then he whispered something in his partners ear. They looked at us for a split second then walked out. I was gripping my friends hands very tightly and I was only aware of it until they left. I let go, but Liam still held my hand. I looked at him and we both blushed. Katlyn giggled and stood up peeking out the door. She said,"They're gone."
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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 25, 2006 15:57:37 GMT -5
Billie took the revolver from my hands, dropping it onto a nearby table. He pulled me to him, his arms around my waist, pressing his face into my soft golden hair. I leaned my head on his chest, sliding my arms around his neck.
I could feel him toying with one of the ribbons that laced the back of my dress, and looked up at him, pushing myself up onto the tips of my toes. He leaned down a little, letting his soft lips connect with mine in a slow, easy kiss.
I could just barely see Liam, Katlyn, and Mylida through the window, coming up the lane to my house. Mylinda and Liam caught my eye and turned back. Katlyn hesitated, but followed, looking slightly puzzled.
I smiled into mine and Billie's kiss, closing my eyes once again.
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Post by Taylor on Dec 26, 2006 0:07:00 GMT -5
As we walked toward Rein's house I searched the road for any sign of the men. Nothing. We saw Rein and Billie kissing so we decided to go to the well. As we walked I kept feeling like someone was following us. I turned around and saw nothing for the fifth time. "What do you keep looking at?" Laim asked me. I said,"I feel like they're following us." Katlyn stopped dead in her tracks with a haunted look on her face. "What's wrong?" I asked her, looking where she was looking I saw a hand reaching out of the well. I screamed and hid my face in Liam's shirt. The hand was bloody and the sight would not leave my mind. I felt Liam tense and I forced myself to look. A man was stepping out of the well, so much blood was covering him that I almost screamed again. He took a few steps toward us, then fell on the ground dead, well at least he looked dead.
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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 27, 2006 19:06:00 GMT -5
A scream echoed throughout the countryside. I pulled my lips away from Billie's, looking him in the eye.
"Mylinda." We both whispered at the same time, turning and rushing out of my house, down the dirt road.
A gruesome sight came into view after we turned a bend in the path. A bloodied man, lying in front of the well. I was rooted to the spot, terror gripping my heart, freezing me in place.
In stead of the man's face, I saw the face of my father. My mother was the same way, sprawled next to him. I shook my head violently, tears rushing steadily down my cheeks, trying to rid myself of the image I had concocted from my memory of the day I had found them, seven years ago, when I was eleven.
I didn't know I was on my knees; I couldn't hear my sobs; "Mommy! Daddy! Why did you have to leave me?!"; I couldn't feel Billie's arms around me, holding me tightly, sheltering me from the sight of the dead man. All I could feel was panic and despair; All I could see were my parent's mangled bodies; All I could hear was the last thing I had said to them before the time God called them home; "I hate you."
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Post by Taylor on Dec 28, 2006 21:21:51 GMT -5
As we all stood gawking at the dead man we heard something russle in the huge bushes beside us. Liam peeked in and jolted out a secong later tripping over a stick and falling on his bottom staring at the bushes. Katlyn ran toward town crying, but came immediatly back having seen that no one went with her. I stood staring at the bushes for a few moments, then the man woke and moaned loudly and so horrid I got the shivers so bad I had to sit down.
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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 29, 2006 12:35:02 GMT -5
The man moaned, and I hurried over to him abruptly. I turned and fled to the doctor, took him by the arm, and dragged him back to the well.
He gawked at the bloody man, doing nothing. "Do something, for Heaven's sake!" I sobbed, dropping back down next to the man. I could feel Billie take my hand in his, and I hesitantly looked at him, tears tumbling down my cheeks.
"Shhhhh...." He whispered, hugging me. I wrapped my arms tightly around him, closing my eyes tightly. I opened one and looked around. Everyone, ecxcluding the strange man and the doctor, was staring at me.
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Post by Taylor on Dec 29, 2006 13:44:30 GMT -5
I was staring at Rein waiting for her to do something, anything at all. Finally I went to the doctor and examined him closely. He was unmoving and staring blankly at the bloody man. I shook my hand in front of his face. He grabbed my wrist scaring me I yelped and stumbled away. "He's awake." I said shakely. The bloody man started to sit up, but the doctor pushed him gently back down. I stared at them with interest, but upon hearing something behind me I spun quietly and peeked behind the bushes. I jumped and spun away, but a hand grabbed my ankle knocking me down. I felt the hand take a tighter grip then pull me toward it. I couldn't scream I felt unable to move at all. After what like hours, which probably was only a few seconds, of being pulled I regained control of myself and sucked in a deep breath ready to scream when I felt a cold hard hand smack across my mouth. I froze and smelled beer.
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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 29, 2006 18:05:23 GMT -5
I heard the sound of skin colliding harshley with skin, and looked around. Mylinda was being pulled into the bushes by what looked to be a man's hand. I pulled away from Billie, grabbing the bucket from the well.
I was in the bushes as soon as I could have been, bucket raised above me. I brought it down hard over the man's head, and the well-constructed bucket held well. But the man didn't. He collapsed, unconscious. I rolled him over to try and see who he was. A velvet pouch fell from his pocket, and I could hear the clink of coins. It was one of the men from the bar.
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Post by Taylor on Dec 29, 2006 21:15:59 GMT -5
I crawled away and stood hypervenilating. Liam came and gave me a hug. I could feel hot tears streaming down my face. I had been through way to much in the past couple days. I hugged Liam back and sobbed on his shoulder. Katlyn was watching the man for any sign of movement, but he was unmoving. She let out her breath, but screamed again upon seeing the bloody man and the doctor gone. I looked up and wiped away some tears.
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Post by Miss Murder on Dec 30, 2006 21:16:58 GMT -5
"Where'd they go?!" I asked, noticing that the doctor and the man had disappeared. I grabbed Billie's hand, running back to the doctor's house/office. I threw open the door. No one was there.
I turned to Billie. I knew I must look a wreck; My hair tangled and ratted, my dress spattered with mud, my eyes rimmed with red. But he didn't flinch or turn away. He just gave me a tired smile, lacing his fingers with mine.
I hugged him tightly, giving a shuddering sigh. I think I've run out of tears. He rubbed my back, softly swaying side to side in a comforting motion. I fought to keep my eyes open, exhaustion flooding me.
I dropped onto the steps, my feet aching. Billie sat on the ground across from me, taking my hands in his, kissing them gently. I shut my eyes tightly, wanting to shut out the world. A bit too much has happened to me over the last couple days. I could hear footsteps coming up the path.
I opened one eye, looking down the road at Mylinda, Liam, and Katlyn. Liam and Katlyn were obviously trying to cheer Mylinda, but it wasn't working. Katlyn took one look at Billie and I, whispered something to Mylinda, and actually got her to laugh a little. It was good to hear, and made me smile. But I can't help wonder what Katlyn said.
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