The World Is Ugly, But You're Beautiful To Me
Chapter 19: It Isn't That Much Fun, Staring Down a Loaded Gun
Fallyn's POV
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The rain was lashing my face, stinging as it hit my skin and pouring onto the trashed street in an endless torrent.
Don't get me wrong, I hated living in Blackford, the weather sucked and the people were shitty, not to mention there was eternally nothing to be done. I hated living here so much that I ran away but even now, squinting to see the debris and ruin through the rain didn't fail to shock me in the slightest.
I'd never, ever seen anything like this and the more I looked around the more I could see that this street, the Main Street was clearly the centre of destruction. Everything had started here and this was undoubtedly going to require a fucking big clean up to fix all of this. Blackford's gonna be needing a really large government grant.
"Fallyn!" I halted when I heard my name shouted through the storm, I was being called out to by three people, Gerard, Mikey and Frank...and I didn't know which one I was supposed to run towards.
Regardless of what they'd done to the woman who kidnapped me I wanted to know Gerard and Mikey weren't injured, I'd also up and abandoned Frank in the bus as well and knew he would be having an utter meltdown after I ran off. I'd nearly forgotten about Bob and Ray, I couldn't see a trace of them anywhere, I couldn't hear them or see them, I didn't even know where they'd last been in the bus.
For all I know they could be trapped under it.
"Fallyn, we have to get out of this town! Now!" Frank shouted, his voice barely cutting through the thundering storm. The desperation in his tone made me start to turn around then from the side of my eyes caught something both astonishing and terrifying all at once.
"Katelyn?" There she was, standing smack bang in the street, my best friend with a tornado spinning behind her like a rabid dog straining on its leash; waiting for the whatever was holding it back to break so it could destroy the town. I felt like my heart was going so fast it might suddenly stop, I'm actually scared, I've never felt like this before. "Katelyn!"
Without an ounce of logic in my head I began running at a flat sprint towards here, what on earth is she doing? I know she's an angel but she's going to get herself killed.
"Fallyn, no! There's something wrong with her!" Frank was shouting behind me but I didn't stop, I didn't fucking listen, I was too stupid to. I just kept running, the rain came down harder the closer I got and it felt like the wind was trying to hold me back but I refused to let it stop me.
I'd been to the fucking afterlife and back. Three times. I've been killed by a ghost, I've suicided and I was shoved off the top of a building by the craziest high school bitch ever. There is no way I'm gonna let a goddam storm take me out now.
I'm happy, I'm in love and I'm will not let this destroy me.
"Katelyn!" I was only meters away from her, meters away from the swirling tornado and my words was carried away. I could have screamed at the top of my lungs and still not be heard but Katelyn's voice was as clear as day when she spoke to me.
"Stay back!" Her voice was distorted and the closer I could get I could tell that this wasn't the Katelyn I went to school with, the one I knew as well as myself. Her lips were blue, nearly black and her skin was practically translucent, dark veins running across her skin, her hair writhing around her face almost as though it had a life of its own. The only part of her I recognized, the only part that wasn't twisted and by evil and ugliness were her eyes, bright blue and peering into mine, she was as terrified as I was.
"What happened?" I was speaking to her quietly, as if we were back at her house, hanging out in her room, just like we used to and even though I couldn't hear myself I knew she was able to understand me.
"You can escape this. Run, please run," she whispered, the space around us suddenly seeming still and silent before a harsh shudder tore through her body, making her convulse with her head whipping side to side.
The motion was violent as if she were a bug in a jar, being shaken by a cruel child, her hands clenched and unclenched and I could see the veins in her neck bulging from strain. It was awful to see and I found myself unable to move, I couldn't speak or help her or run away, all I could do was watch. As quickly as the convulsions started they stopped, leaving Katelyn to collapse to the ground like a marionette with its strings cut, her legs folding underneath her.
Katelyn sat there, kneeling almost as if in prayer for a long moment, her hands by her side, her head tilted towards the ground and her dark hair obscuring her face, making it impossible for me to tell whether she was awake or asleep or dead.
"Kat?" I asked, tentatively stepping forward and reaching out to touch her.
My fingertips were inches away from her shoulders when she threw her head back, a loud and shrill laugh piercing the heavy air, she was laughing like a mad woman, her cackle dry and hoarse like the sound might choke choke her. Katelyn sat upright, her eyes locking with mine and I felt my blood run as cold as ice in my veins when I saw that there was no blue in her gaze anymore, nothing that made me look at her and think of my friend, of all the fond memories we once shared.
Her eyes were black, as dark as onyx, not a hint of pupil or white left.
This was no longer my friend I was looking at, this was cold and dangerous and bloodthirsty.
I was staring death in the face.
"'Run, please run', the girl says, 'you can escape this'." It spoke in an empty and mocking voice, teasing me. "There is no escape here. There is only blood. There is only carnage. There is only death. Death for you and all the putrid rats that reside here." It laughed again flinging It's head back once more.
"What are you?" I murmured, I didn't know what was kneeling on the ground in front of me. The one word on my mind was demon, I didn't know what else was capable of radiating such a pure evil. The sheer hate that escaped it with each breath, word and laugh left me stunned and still in the middle of the main road.
"Fallyn, run! That's not your friend!" Gerard was shouting in the distance but he sounded muffled, as if he were screaming at me through a heavy door.
I turned in my place, wanting to run far from whatever this thing was but as soon as I moved I felt a hand close around my wrist like an iron claw, refusing to let me walk away or let go. It was an unbreakable grasp that made me feel like a mouse trapped in the corner of a snake cage, just waiting for my imminent death.
Feeling my legs begin to shake in fear I looked down at the creature holding onto me with nails piercing my skin, blood was running down my arm and falling in steady droplets to the ground, shining wetly on the broken glass that littered the road.
I looked down at the thing who had taken control of my friend, changing her body to match It's hate and passion for violence, even the grin that contorted it's lips made chills run up my spine.
"I am death. I am Evangeline."
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The rain was lashing my face, stinging as it hit my skin and pouring onto the trashed street in an endless torrent.
Don't get me wrong, I hated living in Blackford, the weather sucked and the people were shitty, not to mention there was eternally nothing to be done. I hated living here so much that I ran away but even now, squinting to see the debris and ruin through the rain didn't fail to shock me in the slightest.
I'd never, ever seen anything like this and the more I looked around the more I could see that this street, the Main Street was clearly the centre of destruction. Everything had started here and this was undoubtedly going to require a fucking big clean up to fix all of this. Blackford's gonna be needing a really large government grant.
"Fallyn!" I halted when I heard my name shouted through the storm, I was being called out to by three people, Gerard, Mikey and Frank...and I didn't know which one I was supposed to run towards.
Regardless of what they'd done to the woman who kidnapped me I wanted to know Gerard and Mikey weren't injured, I'd also up and abandoned Frank in the bus as well and knew he would be having an utter meltdown after I ran off. I'd nearly forgotten about Bob and Ray, I couldn't see a trace of them anywhere, I couldn't hear them or see them, I didn't even know where they'd last been in the bus.
For all I know they could be trapped under it.
"Fallyn, we have to get out of this town! Now!" Frank shouted, his voice barely cutting through the thundering storm. The desperation in his tone made me start to turn around then from the side of my eyes caught something both astonishing and terrifying all at once.
"Katelyn?" There she was, standing smack bang in the street, my best friend with a tornado spinning behind her like a rabid dog straining on its leash; waiting for the whatever was holding it back to break so it could destroy the town. I felt like my heart was going so fast it might suddenly stop, I'm actually scared, I've never felt like this before. "Katelyn!"
Without an ounce of logic in my head I began running at a flat sprint towards here, what on earth is she doing? I know she's an angel but she's going to get herself killed.
"Fallyn, no! There's something wrong with her!" Frank was shouting behind me but I didn't stop, I didn't fucking listen, I was too stupid to. I just kept running, the rain came down harder the closer I got and it felt like the wind was trying to hold me back but I refused to let it stop me.
I'd been to the fucking afterlife and back. Three times. I've been killed by a ghost, I've suicided and I was shoved off the top of a building by the craziest high school bitch ever. There is no way I'm gonna let a goddam storm take me out now.
I'm happy, I'm in love and I'm will not let this destroy me.
"Katelyn!" I was only meters away from her, meters away from the swirling tornado and my words was carried away. I could have screamed at the top of my lungs and still not be heard but Katelyn's voice was as clear as day when she spoke to me.
"Stay back!" Her voice was distorted and the closer I could get I could tell that this wasn't the Katelyn I went to school with, the one I knew as well as myself. Her lips were blue, nearly black and her skin was practically translucent, dark veins running across her skin, her hair writhing around her face almost as though it had a life of its own. The only part of her I recognized, the only part that wasn't twisted and by evil and ugliness were her eyes, bright blue and peering into mine, she was as terrified as I was.
"What happened?" I was speaking to her quietly, as if we were back at her house, hanging out in her room, just like we used to and even though I couldn't hear myself I knew she was able to understand me.
"You can escape this. Run, please run," she whispered, the space around us suddenly seeming still and silent before a harsh shudder tore through her body, making her convulse with her head whipping side to side.
The motion was violent as if she were a bug in a jar, being shaken by a cruel child, her hands clenched and unclenched and I could see the veins in her neck bulging from strain. It was awful to see and I found myself unable to move, I couldn't speak or help her or run away, all I could do was watch. As quickly as the convulsions started they stopped, leaving Katelyn to collapse to the ground like a marionette with its strings cut, her legs folding underneath her.
Katelyn sat there, kneeling almost as if in prayer for a long moment, her hands by her side, her head tilted towards the ground and her dark hair obscuring her face, making it impossible for me to tell whether she was awake or asleep or dead.
"Kat?" I asked, tentatively stepping forward and reaching out to touch her.
My fingertips were inches away from her shoulders when she threw her head back, a loud and shrill laugh piercing the heavy air, she was laughing like a mad woman, her cackle dry and hoarse like the sound might choke choke her. Katelyn sat upright, her eyes locking with mine and I felt my blood run as cold as ice in my veins when I saw that there was no blue in her gaze anymore, nothing that made me look at her and think of my friend, of all the fond memories we once shared.
Her eyes were black, as dark as onyx, not a hint of pupil or white left.
This was no longer my friend I was looking at, this was cold and dangerous and bloodthirsty.
I was staring death in the face.
"'Run, please run', the girl says, 'you can escape this'." It spoke in an empty and mocking voice, teasing me. "There is no escape here. There is only blood. There is only carnage. There is only death. Death for you and all the putrid rats that reside here." It laughed again flinging It's head back once more.
"What are you?" I murmured, I didn't know what was kneeling on the ground in front of me. The one word on my mind was demon, I didn't know what else was capable of radiating such a pure evil. The sheer hate that escaped it with each breath, word and laugh left me stunned and still in the middle of the main road.
"Fallyn, run! That's not your friend!" Gerard was shouting in the distance but he sounded muffled, as if he were screaming at me through a heavy door.
I turned in my place, wanting to run far from whatever this thing was but as soon as I moved I felt a hand close around my wrist like an iron claw, refusing to let me walk away or let go. It was an unbreakable grasp that made me feel like a mouse trapped in the corner of a snake cage, just waiting for my imminent death.
Feeling my legs begin to shake in fear I looked down at the creature holding onto me with nails piercing my skin, blood was running down my arm and falling in steady droplets to the ground, shining wetly on the broken glass that littered the road.
I looked down at the thing who had taken control of my friend, changing her body to match It's hate and passion for violence, even the grin that contorted it's lips made chills run up my spine.
"I am death. I am Evangeline."
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2/27/15