31 August 2012
I have decided to write a story. This is the first chapter! Please comment and let me know whether you like it and should I carry on? Oh and I haven't thought of a name sorry!
Chapter 1
Uncontrollable fire swept through my home like an angry, roaring beast. Nothing but acrid smoke was burning the inside of my lungs, as that was all I could breathe in. The fluorescent flames were glowing copper, sending off an unmistakable heat that scorched my delicate, fragile body. Burns now covered the length of me, my skin raw and extremely sore that I had to bite my tongue to keep back my helpless screams and cries. I pushed my way through the crumbling beams in search for an exit. Panicking, a sweat began to form on my brow. Tears sprang to my eyes in relief as I came across a slit of light. I scrambled my way through ashes and burning furniture. The gap was so small. I pulled, pushed and scratched at the gap. My hands starting to became sore and began to bleed. The gap finally became big enough for me to push through. I swiftly moved myself through the gap to freedom. The wood and bricks scraped my back ripping my clothes and then my skin. I felt my hot blood trickle down my back. As soon as I got into the open I stumbled away from the burning remains. Wanting to get away as fast as possible. I glanced back and let my tears fiercely stream down my pale face, I knew I was wanted to be killed but I didn't think they would do this. Breathing in oxygen quickly gave me a little more strength. My now burning home was no where near another house. I paced faster, it would take me about five minutes to get to the nearest village and house. I got to the road hoping a car would pass through. My legs were weak and burning with strain. My luck was unreal, I spotted car headlights in the distance. I stood on the roadside waiting for it to come. My head went dizzy and my vision started to become blur. The car drove up and stopped suddenly when they saw me. The drivers door swung open and a man emerged from the car. "ma'am?" was all he questioned as he ran over. I pulled out my gun from my black, leather knee high boots. His face went from concern to pure shock. His mouth gaped open and his eyes went wide. I aimed my gun at his heart and pulled the trigger. Bullseye, not a millimetre off. I caught him before he fell to the floor, dead. "sorry handsome." I whispered in his ear and then walked off to his car.
I slipped into the dead mans white Audi (concept) and drive off through the narrow lanes. It was dark out, the huge diamond like moon was glowing in the navy sky. Stars twinkled every so often as if they were winking at me. A shiver swept through my body and the hairs on the back of my neck stood erect. I turned the heating up in this gorgeous car. A sleek little kitten purring along the narrow tarmac roads. I turned into a petrol station and slipped into the back seats. I stripped off my bloodstained clothes until I sat there in my pants and bra. I then grabbed the dead mans shirt off the hanger and made it into a dress. Perfect I thought to myself satisfied. I walked into the shop and bought myself some food and a drink. A ham salad sandwich, sweet chilli sensation crisps and an ice cold bottle of mountain dew. As I drank the cold liquid my throat was screaming for more. Cooling it down from all the smoke and heat. Sat back in the car, in the mirror I adjusted my my smokey, jet black, wavy hair and scrubbed the soot off my pale face. My sapphire eyes looked beautiful tonight, don't know why but they burned with such vibrant blues. I started up the engine and carried on away from here. Hopefully whoever burnt my house down still thinks I'm in there and turning to embers. I arrived at a motel in the middle of nowhere. They wouldn't find me out here, would they?
I swiftly emerged from the car and made my way over to the entrance. The bell rang telling the owner they had a customer. A large middle aged man came stomping through the office door to greet me. "hello there sexy." he said leaning his elbow on the desk. I whacked it from under his chin and pulled it in directions it shouldn't go. He screamed loud enough to shatter glass. "don't call me sexy." I snarled at him as I stepped back. He looked at me worryingly but never looked at me as a toy again. "I would like a room for one night please, just me." I said giving him a smile that could kill. He gulped and retrieved a set of keys. "thank you." I said taking the keys from his large, chubby hands and walked of towards my room.
I got to my room and the first thing I did was run the bath. Making sure I used some red berry scented bubble bath to relax my worked up self. As I got in the bubbly mixture I let out a little scream. I had forgotten about the huge cuts on my back because they had gone numb with pain. I but my lip from screaming anymore and let my now scarred body get used to it. I then let my whole body go under water and relax as it did its work. My mind went into a state of thinking about nothing. Not caring what has happened, and what's going to happen. I washed my hair quickly and then jumped out wrapping a crisp white towel around my battered body. I looked at the bath water to see it was red with blood. I let out a sigh and pulled the plug out let all the red content drain away. In my towel I skipped to the reception and asked for a first aid kit. The chubby man have it to me and didn't ask a question, knowing that the consequence would be pain.
Once back in my room I bandaged my back up tightly and then put the complimentary dressing gown around me. I hand washed my dirty clothes and underwear then flung them over the metal balcony side, hoping it would dry by the morning. I fell into a dreamless sleep in only my dressing gown. Finally at a state of relaxation.
Blood, Love And Tears- Chp 1 • Opuss № I