Her Last Wish

Chapter 8 - Part 2 of 2

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I found myself on a dark, abandoned alley. I continued towards whatever was ahead of me, not quite aware of what it was that had been at the end of the alley for it was far too dark. There had barely been any cars and from whatever I had seen no one who remained sane would have ever wished to remain living in an area resembling this if ever given a choice. I spotted a street lamp farther away from where I currently stood although it had seemed too dim from the distance. I willed my legs to move forward yet I was well aware of how exhausted I had been.

After what seemed like a few minutes, the alley had finally come to an end. The atmosphere had given me a terrifying feel almost immediately; there had been a few people present yet they seemed to be far too drunk at the moment. I attempted greatly to ignore them, pushing my head farther into my hood as I continued to stride forward. I folded my arms across my chest with great anxiousness, for it had seemed that the farther I had gotten, the more terrified I felt. I focused on nothing but to create an ignorant face, hoping dearly that my theatrical skills had somehow miraculously enhanced.

"Hey, what do we have here? Now, what's a pretty lady like you doing in a place like this, huh?" I heard a man asked. I gazed upon the direction the voice had come from just as he had approached me with a wicked grin plastered onto his face. I willed myself to ignore him, stepping aside as I continued to head towards a direction I was no longer certain where.

"Oh come on, now. Don't you wanna come with us and have some... fun?" another man asked. "I won't hurt you, sweetie."

It took a great amount of effort for me to move forward; I was certain terror had taken over me completely. I no longer had the capability to think clearly for all thoughts had seemed to vanish but one: get the hell away from these men.

"Come on darling, what's your name, eh?"

"Go to hell!" I managed to hiss under my breath, as I pushed my way past them with great haste. I had to remind myself to walk with one leg over the other for I had begun to lose my balance. I searched with great desperation for an escape, and headed into an area wherein there had no longer been anyone.

"Oh, that's how you wanna play it, eh?"

"Come on, Tim. Forget her, there's plenty more where she came from who'd be more...willing," I heard the second man say, although they're voices had now became faint and greatly inaudible.

"Yeah, she's one fu ..." I could no longer make out what they had said, and I could not care less.

As soon as I had been certain I was a safe distance away from them, I began to search my surroundings. There had no longer been anyone lingering in the area. There were a couple of buildings, standing in rows and covered with heavy vandalism. The road was lit only by dim street lamps, and there was but a few cars parked on the sides.

"Whatever had gotten into me to have come here?" I muttered under my breath.

Just as I had decided to leave, I laid eyes upon two figures standing on top of a building not far from where I stood. I moved forward but made sure to stay hidden. I inched closer, enough to have heard their conversation.

"... is getting suspicious. I can't cover up for you anymore!" one of the men growled. His figure was hunched, his arms folded across his massive chest.

"Yes, my father and I are quite aware of this. All I ask is for you to cover up for but a few days longer before I return into hiding. Powell, I need information and if you think it is too dangerous for you to hand over the information I am in need of, then I shall get it myself!" It was the man I had seen earlier; the man I decided to follow. His voice was hushed, and I could barely hear what he had been speaking. He was dressed in dark clothing as well; his jeans dark, and his shirt a dark, button-down denim that had covered his arms. His eyes had been hidden behind dark glasses although his hair remained pale in the moonlight.

"Fine, Zach. I'll give you a few days but that's it," the other man, Powell, responded.

Zach nodded, as the man headed towards the stairs that led towards the inside of the building. As soon as he had done so, Zach pulled his glasses with and threw it with great force towards the floor before stepping onto the edge of the building. He inched closer towards the end of the building's edge, his chest falling and rising in a manner to quick.

Before I had even the time to process whatever had been happening, I ran forward. "Wait, don't you dare jump! Are you insane? You're going to die!" I shrieked with all that I had from within myself, as I thrust my way towards him with hurry. "Oh shit!" I cursed in a loud, hoarse voice, for I was certain I would not make it. I knew it would serve no purpose to continue yelling towards him for he would not hear my voice. Although I had not the slightest idea whatever was the reason for me to do so, I began to sob knowing it had been far too late.

And I was right; Just as I had reached the building the man stood atop, he had already jumped.

But he did not die, to my greatest astonishment. He landed in a manner so graceful that it had reminded me of the blue-eyed boy that I had met far too long ago. As soon as he had reached the ground, he pulled himself upwards and faced my still-astonished figure. And at that very moment, it was as if everything I had within myself had broken.

My eyes lingered upon his deep, piercing violet eyes. "Drew," I had managed to choke out, yet it came only as a whisper.

His eyes locked with my own for a moment too long before his expression shifted in to one I had not the capability to name. "Alice," he stated with voice flat yet questioning. "Whatever are you doing here?"

I felt as though I could no longer breathe. "I... how...?" I could not quite form the words I had needed. I felt my throat tighten, my stomach churning in a manner impossibly painful.

"What have you gotten yourself into? Go, now! Everything lurking from everywhere in this place is dangerous; I am dangerous! Have you not seen what I had just done? Leave!" he commanded, his voice filled with authority and... regret?

"Wait, I-"I began to say, although I was not able continue for he had begun to run. I had imagined him to be but a blur as he ran, yet he was not. He had looked human as he did so, only slightly faster than anyone I had ever seen. "Drew!" I shrieked, but all was silent.

At that moment, I had felt it had been too much. I could not think for my mind had been swirling and I was in deep confusion and disbelief. I stared at the spot he had landed on just as he had jumped, before doing whatever any confused girl would have done: I ran. My legs felt as though they had been but gelatin, as I had walked towards the exit nearest in sight and hoped dearly there would no longer be any men lingering there.

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My breath came short and shallow from exhaustion, as I laid eyes upon the park. There had been no one in sight, and I had been close to crawling my way towards the benches. I allowed the cool wind to clear my thoughts for a moment, shutting my eyes for I had grown all but weary.

From deep within myself I had known Drew was never normal, yet I had never thought it possible for him to be just as he had moments ago. As insane as it had seemed, I had imagined him as things I had never really thought possible: Spiderman, Superman, a sparkling vampire, a frightening villain, an old man stuck in a teenager's body and the list went on.

But this, I had not once imagined.

I crossed my arms against my lap as a question remained unanswered from my thoughts: Was he the boy?

I had not thought it possible for Drew to have been the boy I had been the best of friends with a time far too long ago. It could never have been him, for I was certain that boy had beautiful blue eyes; they certainly were not violet. Maybe it had been another one of Drew's... kind, but it had seemed like an impossibility for there to have been someone else similar to Drew.

A million other thoughts remained within my head, yet all I had really agreed with myself upon was but one thing: I wanted answers.

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Apologize for the length! After all, this is only a part of Chapter 8! ;) Next upload, I have no idea when. Busy with literary musical and NaNo. Yeah, okay I started writing for NaNo but I highly doubt I'd be able to finish 50,000 words in a month >< but I don't mind if I don't. I actually like the story I'm writing now xP I'll post it up here later on(I mean really, really later!). Getting really late her now, must sleep! Hope you enjoyed! :) This part was so... I don't know, you tell me xD