She slammed the glass down.
That damn girl… She snarled slightly and dragged her hand down her face. The girl had ruined her evening. With a grimace, she stood and swept her knee length, black leather coat on; flipping her hair over the collar of it.
“Thanks.” She said to the bartender as she passed, setting down a twenty. She turned and walked out the door.
It was raining.
She looked up into the cloud plagued sky and sighed again. It seemed she had acquired a nasty habit.
Might as well get going. Rebecca thought dejectedly. She turned right and set off, her heavy boots barely disturbing the puddles even as people darted through her path rapidly, trying to avoid getting any more wet.
Thoughts and memories she had been hard pressed to forget began to surface as she walked. Four years. Four years alone. On the streets. Her fist clenched in the material of her sleeve. Four years since That.
Rebecca forced herself to take deep breaths as she kept going. It was still hard to think of the incident. It still made her react. Still made the scars littering her body tingle and burn. Those weeks she had disappeared, vanished, from the world had changed her. She knew it. She denied it. She avoided it. But it was still fact.
Subtle little things.
The way she surveyed an area she entered, how she locked her apartment up, the way she walked, the posture she held.
They had changed.
Perhaps it wasn’t completely because of her time spent down There but the effects that had transpired from that when she had come back up Here.
Rebeccas’ eyes glazed over as she recalled that time, her feet continuing to carrier her to her destination on auto-pilot.
It had been tough… especially those first few months. When she’d finally escaped she had expected everything to be normal. To be found and excepted back into societies fold. Her life’s fold.
How naïve she had been…
Fresh air. I breathed in deeply and nearly cried in joy. It didn’t matter that my feet were cut up and bleeding or fatigue was finally beginning to catch up to me. I was alive. I was free. My eyes flickered upwards. I could see the open sky again.
It was funny how it was only now that I realized what a blessing it all was.
Mentally I shook myself and pushed my body forward. I had to keep moving. They could still track me. Still find me.
I ignored the pain as I stumbled along. The minutes turned into hours and the streets began to blur. Was I walked on gravel? Concrete? Grass? I couldn’t tell anymore. At one point I began fearing that the nerves in my feet had died, but that quickly faded away as I kept moving.
One foot in front of the other.
Left, right.
Left, right.
Left…
Left? Right….
Blue.
Green…
Stars…
I swayed with the dizziness of blood loss. Where could I go? I couldn’t pass out here. They’d find me. They’d take me. I squinted up at the mass of lights in front of me.
H….
O….
H-O…
S
Vampire-Napped~~Chapter17~~ New Life
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