"Why is this happening to you? First me, now you grams. It is like our family is cursed." October said, taking a seat on the chair beside the bed. She began singing, after praying for the woman that lay in the bed. ''I love your voice,'' A deep, smooth voice said. October looked around the room, startled as to who the voice came from, but she couldn't find the source. Her eyes zoomed in on the corner, thinking that maybe it was one of the shadows that seemed to always follow her around was finally speaking. She went back to singing to her grandmother, who had a late, advanced stage of cancer and was hooked up to several machines. The old lady looked a lot worse than October did a few months ago. Her eyes had sunk into holes, with large black bags under her eyes. Her lips were chapped and blue. She looked like a bag of bones, with sagging skin. Even though her father, one of the best doctors in the USA, did all he could, they knew that these were Mrs Summer’s last days. It was li
October woke up from her sleep with a stare. Ever since her strange encounter, it seemed to be all she could dream about. Or just one other dream, one where she had the same face but a different name. She knew that it was the other her, but there was something different about the girl this time. "Rose, who are you?" October sighed then rolled over to look at her ceiling, which had water marks from the constant leaking of a pipe in the attic, the one for whatever reason her father never got around to fixing it. A knock at the door startled October. She nearly jumped out of her skin, but her heart settled after hearing that it was her father. "October, are you up?'' Her father called, giving another knock at her door. October laid there for a while. He knocked on the door again. October made a small noise to let him know that she was. October groaned after peeking at the alarm clock. "It's way too early to get up!" She yelled out, then lay back down. Today was her eighteenth birt
October, her two siblings, along with her two best friends, stayed at the mall because her father had to go to work, to much of their relief. His idea of fun was taking his eldest child to build-a-bear and the zoo for her birthday. Daniel had left them early as well, because he had to go get prepared for the game later. Even though October was trying to enjoy herself, she couldn’t help but keep glancing around, because she had the feeling of being watched. The feeling came right after her father and boyfriend left, but no matter how much October tried to search the small space of the pizzeria for an unfamiliar face, she couldn't find one. She knew everyone in town, and no one seemed suspicious either. She signed, then took a bite out of her broccoli, cheese pizza to take her mind off things. But her thoughts still drifted to what that man had said in the cab. Their entire exchange came back to her like it always did. The faceless man with his deep voice would also often times appear
October leant on the wall, waiting for Daniel, mostly because she was too afraid to walk back by herself."Hey babe, how is my good luck charm?" Daniel asked, as he pushed the door open and stepped into the halls.He bent to kiss October, but she backed away."What's wrong? No kiss before the game?""Didn't you already get one from Gem? Yeah, I saw that. I hope you two are enjoying your time together," she told him, then walked away."October, it isn't like that.""The game is starting." She called over her shoulder.Daniel hurried over to her, but settled on walking closely behind, not saying a word or even feeling an ounce of guilt. Thinking that she wouldn't understand his reason for being with Gem."October, I-''"I really don't want to hear it."Daniel shook his head, then ran off to the field.When October got to her seat, Gem gave a smirk, then held up a banner that said 'Go Daniel!' Instead of 'Go team!' Like everyone else's.October went to sit directly behind her two-timing
"Is there a reason I'm being interrupted!?" Alistair roared, as he burst through the doors of the meeting room.The few members that were present flinched, while others avoid the crazed eyes of Alistair."Yes, we have knowledge that your bride is here. Not only are you holding her against her will, but you are torturing her as well." A woman spoke up.Alistair hissed at her. "I am King. I can do whatever I like."The woman shook her head. “It is against the law, and the council have decided to take action.""Take action!?" Alistair yelled.The woman nodded her head. "Under the act of--"In no time, Alistair had the woman pinned to the wall by her neck, cutting off what she had to say."This will be the last ever meeting. Consider this ‘council’ no more." Alistair threw the woman across the room."You can't end the council! It is not your place to do so," Claude, the head of the council, said.Alistair gave the man a smile while advancing on him. His fangs lengthened. The only thing th
Alistair sat bored on his throne, waiting for his brother to arrive. He soon switched position in his seat, with one hand under his chin and the other swirling around the drink in his glass. He was thinking of ways to make October love him, but all he could think of was torture."Brother," Onyx said, pushing the doors of the throne room open. ''What? No music for my grand entrance.'' He opened his arm as a twisted smile formed on his face."Onyx." Alistair greeted him bluntly, then downed the rest of what was in his glass in one big gulp."Is that anyway to greet your older brother? We haven't seen each other in a while. I wasn't expecting you to run in my arms, but to at least be more... welcoming," Onyx asked as he walked over to look at a painting of their parents."What do you want, Onyx?" Alistair asked. "Make it snappy, even though this place has nothing to offer you."All Alistair wanted to do was go watch his bride, even from a distance. He was slowly becoming obsessed with he
October quickly got to her feet. She didn't even hear the door opening or his footsteps approaching. But all she did was stare blankly at him as he stared back, waiting for an answer.October looked down at the mess she was standing in. "I-I... accidentally kicked over the tray." She lied. Thinking he wouldn't know, since it would seem as if she was picking up the food.Alistair watched her carefully before speaking. He had to fight the urge to strike her for lying to him. "A servant will be here to clean it up, and October. There is no way that you can escape. The floors, walls, glass and ceiling are all made out of reinforced material. Once you are in, there is no out. Once you are out, there is no way in."Alistair smiled when October's face fell."I know everything that you do October," Alistair told her after a beat.Her face took on something else other than sadness. "Why are you keeping me here? What do you want from me?" October asked in a small voice.Alistair stepped closer
October hesitated at the door, fully aware that Alistair was behind her. He gave her a gentle push, but she didn't budge. Instead, she wring her fingers, wondering if this was her death he was leading her to, because as far as she could see, the room was dark, so she turned to him, ready to beg for her life."You really don't have to do this," she told him.Alistair leant his head to the side, confused about what she was talking about."October Summer,'' A voice called, causing her to gasp.She spun around so fast, she almost lost her balance."Nice of you to visit. I thought my nephew would have kept you locked up in your room.""Please enter," he said, after his momentary pause of words. Alistair gave October another push, which caused her to enter the room fully. To where she saw a man sitting around a grand piano that was black and shiny. He was playing an unfamiliar tune, which pulled at her heart string as he hit the keys perfectly.October took a few involuntary steps forward,