Episode 4 Kate

“What about this?” Mandy held up a black lace dress that came to the knee. “This is great for a vampire. Right?” She was smiling from ear to ear. She seemed to love my idea and was all for the dance now.

“Yeah, but try it on. It looks good on the hanger to make sure it looks good on you too,” Rose said casually with a bit of a musical ring to it, as she flipped through the racks of dresses.

“Now, this works!” Rose pulled a leather red dress from the rack. Clearly low cut and clearly too short for her tall frame. But leather?

“It’s not the 80’s,” I snickered, Rose glared at me, her lips pursing in a way to show she was not happy, but she didn’t care she was going to do what she wanted anyway.

“I’m trying it on!” She said, flipping it over her shoulder, sauntering off to find a sales lady to try it on. Mandy jogging behind her. I went to a new rack filled with pastel colours.

“So, what do you think?” Rose called hands above her head in a pose. I think she was trying for sexy but wasn’t quite hitting it. The red dress came to mid-thigh and dipped so low in the front. I was surprised no one couldn’t see her belly button.  But on her small frame the way it clung to her curves and hid all the necessary points, it looked good on her.

“Well, you defiantly can’t wear that!” I rolled my eyes at her, “Well, to the school dance. The teachers wouldn’t let you in. But to my house party hell yeah!” I said, she huffed and smoothed out the creases in the leather around her stomach as she looked at herself in the mirror.

“But I’m a demon they have to let me dress up like one” She smiled, coyly tilting her head to the side her blonde hair parting in two and licked her lips. I laughed at her and rolled my eyes. She was crazy.

“Yeah, right. They would definitely kick you out. You’d be too tempting to the boy population in the school,” Mandy said, the black lace dress was flattering on her. It had an empire waist with straps, the neckline wasn’t plunging, but showed she did have a chest a slit ran up the sides, but a shorter skirt underneath kept her covered.

“See Mandy knows how to dress. I love it!” I smiled, approving her choice. Mandy smiled back at me, blushing slightly at the compliment. But she did look good in the dress, it fit her perfectly and looked kind of gothic fairy-tale in a way.

Mandy looked down at it then in the mirror. “Yes, I love it too. I look like a hot vampire that could still kick anyone’s a butt,” She amended at the last moment, as a mother with a kid walked by. The mother shot us warning glares before continuing on.

“Agreed, but if I wear a black camisole under this red dress. And add my own black silk to the bottom to add length, then it should be fine. Right?” Rose said, checking herself out in the mirror. I rolled my eyes, while I picked up a pastel dress, it was floor length, and perfect. I rushed into a change room.

I came out, and I swear their jaws dropped. I quickly turned looking down at the dress, was it not zipped up properly? Was it see-through? Did I look horrible in it? I glanced in the mirror but wasn’t really seeing myself in the mirror, only their shocked expressions.

“Where did you get those curves!” Rose shrieked, jumping at me and running her hands from the belt down to my hips, then mimicking the motion in the air in front of me, her eyes wide with shock.

 “Shh. Not so loud,” I hissed. “And stop touching me like that!” I nearly cried as she started to pat my hips, moving to my butt, looking for padding to create the hourglass figure. Mandy stood there like a deer in the headlights. “Wow,” Is all that came out of her mouth. As if she saw that I had a shape and was not just a rectangle.

I turned to the mirror. Catching my mouth before it dropped too. I’m normally not the kind of person that is into herself but, damn. The dress was strapless; pastels flowed down to the floor but barely touched. The belt was crystals just under my bust line, creating curves by clinging to my waist down to my hips before falling loosely to the floor. The fabric held a sparkle that gleamed as I twisted from side to side to get a good look. I felt like a Fairy, Magical, Beautiful, and Special.

“You have to get this!” Rose cried, grabbing my arm and yanking me almost to the floor as she gushed in the mirror at the dress. Good thing I didn’t buy that fairy. The dress was $79.99.

“Yes, you must!” Mandy joined in. I laughed and agreed to buy the dress.

“Will you buy me lunch for the next week?” I asked the nodded, and I believed they would I had to get the dress and mom and dad would be happy. I found one I actually liked.

We paid for the dresses then left to go home but before we left the store a woman with long blond hair past me and dropped something. I quickly scooped up the item and turned to tell her that she dropped something, but she was gone into thin air. I looked back at Mandy and Rose, who was still walking as if nothing happened.

“Hey, did you see that woman? She dropped something.” I said I heard my voice sounded shaky unsure. They shook their heads and looked around as if they could spot her. But she had disappeared into thin air.

I looked down at my hand what I picked up was a necklace, the stone in the heart was pale white the metal held the stone in a place like vines allowing the stone to be seen but not at the same time. The stone was glowing a slight blue colour. I held it up, trying to see if the necklace was a glow in the dark trinket, but there were no markings.

“What did she drop?” Mandy asked coming closer for a look, I held the necklace up, and she laughed, “It’s a cheap piece of junk no wonder she kept walking I would too if I dropped something and someone got a good look at the cheap metal.” I laughed too, but I frowned when we started back towards the cars, Rose could drive and had access to a car. The metal wasn’t cheap, it was old, like ancient but looked new. I wish she hadn’t disappeared so quickly I would want this back if I dropped it.

As we got to the middle of the parking lot halfway to Roses car, I felt as though someone was watching me again. I glanced around as if looking for her car. As my eyes travelled over the building, I was met by only one set of eyes. Eyes that sent a chill through me, twisting my stomach into hard knots and my heart the ram against my chest. Dark eyes almost pitch black as a moonless night, no sign of white around them as they took me in, I was falling, and the shiver the ran from my toes to my neck was telling me to run as fast and as hard as I could. But I couldn’t my friends would freak, and some part of me knew the body those eyes were attached too could catch me before I could take a step away. I peeled my eyes away from his and hurried my friends along, not daring to look back and meet those eyes again.

I was silent on the ride back, Rose and Mandy talked cheerily to each other about makeup and asked me a few questions before not bothering, as I would give a yes or a no as an answer. I couldn’t really hear them over the roar of blood pounding through my ears. I was so unnerved by just a look. Those eyes were not voids into nothing. They held so many different emotions at once, angry, fury, sadness, frustration, and a hint of excitement. The last one made my skin crawl.

Who was he? Why was he looking at me with those emotions, but then again? I hadn’t talked to him. He could have been talking on the phone and met my eyes while he was arguing with the person, but then again, I didn’t look at him other than his eyes? Before I knew it, we were at my place, ordering pizza. I had convinced them to stay as I didn’t feel safe alone at the moment. After ordering in pizza and making milkshakes that made us fall on the ground laughing for no reason. I said goodbye, and that I would see them tomorrow, they left with byes and see yeah’s before I locked the door behind them.

Slowly the feeling crept over me the eyes the watching was coming back, only now I had seen those eyes, and they terrified me. I felt like the man behind them could kill and still eat dinner like nothing had happened. Again, I checked the house it was locked tight, and I dashed up the stairs my heart in my throat as I threw open the door to my room and jumped into bed it was 10:30 pm. Glared my alarm clock in green glowing numbers. I felt as if I was in danger and needed to hide. After my racing heart settled, I jumped out of bed and got dressed for bed.

I lay down on my bed, staring at the ceiling, not sure what I was thinking about. Oh, who am I kidding, I was thinking back about those eyes, so dark, so penetrating, so familiar as well? I rolled over and stared blankly at my wall of pictures. Some of myself as a child, some of my friends from school, and of course, my loving parents, but who was He? I kept seeing those eyes watching me. “Why me?” I groaned and sat up. “Whoever he was, I don’t care,” I muttered to myself, flopping back down and was soon asleep.

My mind spun, the world tilted, and then spun some more. I slowly opened my eyes my cheek was pressed to the cool stone floor I was resting on, I sat up quickly and looked around I was in a cell, I stood nearly tripping over the pile of fabric that was the dress around me. I turned in a slow circle; something was not right. My stomach ached in fear. Stone walls surrounded me. The only exit was a long hallway behind an iron gate, small openings that I could see might be windows lined the hallway, but the hall was lit by burning torches. Whispers echoed down the long hallway. I tested the bars by giving a sharp, hard yank. They were solid and locked, not even a groan at my attempt to open it. The whispers grew louder as they approached but still far off that I couldn’t see them just yet, I tried to listen to what was being said.

“A Healer. You’re sure?” a female said almost happily. Their footsteps were getting closer, fear gripped my stomach and made it drop into my feet, the closer they got. I started frantically patting the walls sticking my fingers into the holes big enough. There had to be a trap door. There had to be another way out.

“Yes, I’m sure of it. She tried to get away, but I caught her, I even told the king, that the child she carries isn’t his,” a man stated a smile in every word. I looked down, and my blood ran cold. I was pregnant close to having the child. Was this a dream or reality? I paused, hearing their feet coming towards me; it felt real.

A chill ran down my back. I moved back up against the wall, were they talking about me, I looked around again. The walls seemed to stretch high into a tower, no windows, well not low enough to see out of or climb out of. I returned my attention to the pair down the hall and their conversation, maybe the last one I would ever hear again.

“Oh, the Queen will be so happy, she will most certainly reward us,” the woman chirped. Her words sending fresh waves of fear through me, another Queen, but he said I was the Queen locked up because the child I carried was not his.

“The Queen, my dear you are mistaken, I’m going to become the King and use that healer, to live through the battle with our current dear Queen,” He sneered the words something ugly came to mind as to how his face would look, twisted with anger and a crazy glint to his eyes. “So that we can be known to the others as the strongest race again.” Dread thick and heavy washed through me, clogging my throat, preventing air from getting to my lungs.

There was a muffled struggle a small shriek from the girl, then a wet gurgling sound, I tried not to picture what had happened. But I could see the blood hear her choking on the red liquid gushing from her throat I saw Friday the thirteenth I remember feeling sick then as I was now. The footsteps continued down the hall a figure appearing around a corner, I backed peddled to fast and hit the wall with the back of my head, it throbbed, but I continued to press my back to the wall. Sucking in air, dislodging the dreadable to suck in one last deep breath, then let loose a scream that left my ears ringing.

I sat upright in bed, kicking and thrashing my arms and legs wildly, fighting off invisible hands that were reaching for me. The scream still ringing in my ears, my head spinning from the nightmare, I panted in hot breaths as I took in my room. I should have opened a window, but I was too scared if that dream was a warning that something bad was going to happen. I was not opening anything an inch without someone else with me. The house was quiet, still. I pulled my knees up to my chest and took deep breaths to calm myself down. I looked over at my clock 3:00 in the morning bright green in the dark, I groaned and laid back down. I tried to go back to sleep, praying for no more stone-walled rooms, none came back thankfully.

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