What's Happening To Me?
A/N: Ok, so here is the next chapter. I am going to skip ahead a couple of years. Bella, Angela, and Ben have moved on to New York City. While there Bella comes across someone who will need her help.
Later on in the chapter Bella comes across another person, but will she be able to help them in time?
Read on to find out. ;)
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I can't believe our mother wanted us to just live as if our father hadn't even exsisted. I mean he wasn't even dead. Just because mom illedgedly saw dad with his assistant 'in the act', doesn't make it true.
I mean we weren't even allowed to contact him.
Why did mom even take us to the Hamptons. She didn't even like it when we came here on the weekends. I assume it's cause she wanted us as far away from dad as humanly possible. I mean if dad really did sleep with his assistant why didn't she just file for divorce. Then I remembered that she had signed a prenup. She wouldn't get very much of our father's money. And she wouldn't have that.
Apparently mommy has gotten used to the idea that she can go out and buy whatever she wants whenever she wants.
I just hope Hope doesn't turn out like 'Mommy Dearest'.
I mean for twins, we act nothing alike. "Faith, could you get out of bed so Rosalinda can clean your room properly."
Yea, my name is Faith, my mom was on a spiritual kick when she gave birth to me and Hope. I like our names, but our friends sometimes ask us if that's seriously our names. This somewhat frustrates me.
I walked down from my room and passed Rosie on the way down. I told her that my room wasn't all that dirty so she could leave early. She smiled at me and responded, 'Gracias'. I find quite ironic that when my mother married our father she told him that she never wanted to be like those women who hav hispanic housekeepers, and look how well that worked for her.
At least she treats Rosie like family, unlike some of the other people out here in the Hamptons.
I just don't understand why people couldn't be more considerate to the hispanic immigrants that came here. Yes, some came illegally, but have they ever thought maybe it was because they need a job to help feed their families, because the economy in their country isn't very good.
But I digress, I'm just sick of living the rich lifestyle. I mean, I used to love going shopping with Hope, but now it's become boring. I mean it was fun shopping, but ever since mom changed and decided to even go shopping with it lost it's appeal.
"Faith, you and Hope should go and have some fun. Why don't you two go shopping today." I cringed. I already had a full closet, and half of the guest closet. I turned and saw that even Hope looked bored with the idea.
I took Hope to the side and told her that she didn't have to go. I wanted to go to Times Square anyway. Hope thought that Times Square was over rated and decided to stay home. I told her it was her loss.
I called the taxi service, and some of mom's spending cash.
When the taxi arrived. I told them, "Times Square in New York please." I tossed the wad of money to the driver.
It wasn't as if it was my money, why should I worry about it. I just wanted to get away from Sagaponack or awhile.
After a long ride in the taxi he let me out right in the middle of Times Square. I looked around and I felt as if I were in heaven. I mean no one tried to pretend to be my friend. It was as if I were invisable.
I absolutely loved this. I walked around. I was enjoying all the hustle and bustle and all the lights. When I bumped into someone. I apologized, but the guy looked at me as if I were a piece of meat to him. Just looking at him made me cringe. I turned away and continued to walk down the street.
It was starting to get dark. I tried to get a taxi, but they were either occupied or just ignoring me. If only daddy was still living with us. I could have taken the his limo. But I was about to walk down and keep trying to hail a taxi when I was grabbed from behind and dragged into a dark alley. I was too stunned to do anything. I couldn't see his face, but what I could see was the shiny gun he had in his pants. I instantly froze.
"Good girl, if you're good I'll be quick and you can be on your way."
I had no idea what was going on, but I knew that it couldn't be good. I tried to crawl away, but I was pulled back and thrown on the ground by my hair. "I said you'd better stay still you bitch. I just want a release, so sit still"
It then clicked, this guy wanted something from me, and it wasn't the directions to the Statue of Liberty. I tried to scream out for help, but he quickly grabbed me by the throat and picked me up and threw me up against a wall.I heard a crack as I tried to stop myself. I found out that I had in fact broken my left arm. I was cradling it as he came closer to me. He knelt down and was at eye-level with me.
He leaned in and was sniffing me. This made me cringe with nausea. I had my purse with me. Without looking down I sent a text to Hope to call for help. And to tell them where I was, but I was caught. He grabbed my wrist and hook my phone out of my hand and stomped the phone till it was completely broken.
"You little bitch you think you can get anyone to come and rescue you? well you're wrong." With that he pinned me against the wall and was sliding his greasy hand up my thigh and unde rmy skirt. I tried to back away, but he held me down to tight.
I decided to take my few years of self-defense classes into action. I kneed him in the lower area and was running towards the streets. I was about to scream our for help, but he pulled me back into the dark alley and slammed me down on the ground. He then proceeded to punch me in the face. He then held something black and cold against my cheek. I blinked a few times before I realized that it was in fact the gun that I saw in his pants.
I froze instantly. I didn't want to die, so I just laid there. He ripped off my clothes and was feeling me up.
It felt disgusting and horrible. I just wanted it to end.
I tried to grab the gun from him when I thought his guard was down. His grip on the gun was tighter and I was trying to fight for it. When suddenly there was a loud BANG! I froze, as did my attacker. I was starting to feel cold.
The man got up and looked down and the took off. I was getting colder. I decided to move the gun. I felt something warm on my cold body. I brought my hand to my face and saw that it was covered in a red sticky substance.
Then it all clicked. I had been shot in the struggle. I was starting to lose consciousness. My vision was getting blurry. Just as I was about to give in to the looming darkness I heard what sounded like an angelic voice.
The voice told me that everything was going to be ok, and that the pain wouldn't last long.
I closed my eyes. I suddenly felt a hot searing pain in my neck and that pain started to drift to my entire body. It felt as if I was on fire. I wanted it to end. Then throught al the ire, I started to feel a cooling sensation take over. This allowed the darkness to consume me. I gladly welcomed it.
Girl From Sagaponack In The Hamptons Is Still Missing!
Please Contact The McCormmick Family At
That's all that was in the newspapers. My father wanted to find Faith, but my mother said that 'Faith is just trying to scare us.' Something told me otherwise though.
It's been months since I've seen or heard from Faith. Mom and dad have done everything, but I can't help but think that they could've done more. I mean all they did was post missing person signs and announced it on the televison.
My father wanted to issue a statement that there would be a reward, but my mother didn't want to do that.
I was shocked. I mean she was her own daughter, my sister, and she acted as if she didn't want to find Faith. It was like I didn't even know my own mother anymore. I needed to get out of the house and get some fresh air.
I went out to the back deck and sat on a bench that was close to the garden that my mom had someone else make and tend for her. I was starting to understand why mom and Faith never really got along. She wasn't the same person that we grew up with. The numerous zeros in our father's paycheck changed that. I still remember her telling both of us that money isn't everything, and that money can't buy you happiness.
But by looking at my mother now you would never have guessed that that woman said that.
I told my dad that I was taking his limo. I wanted to go to the park and think. He didn't question it. I silently thanked him for that.
Once I got to the park I sat on a park bench. I just needed to think. Think about how it got this far. Why did our mother not even really care about us anymore. Our father was only allowed to see me on weekends. Ever since Faith disappeared mom too the opportunity to file for divorce, with joint custody. Since I was only sixteen years old dad was forced to pay child support as well. Mom told me that that money would go towards me, but I always saw her buy things that she really didn't need.
It was quiet. Almost too quiet. Then there was a low rumble of thunder. I got up and started to slowly walk back to the car when I was tackled to the ground. I opened my eyes and was met with a pair of crimson-colored eyes. I then looked at the face. It was a man with long red hair and he had his hair pulled back into a ponytail. In the dull lighting he looked rather pale.
My first thought was that maybe he was just drugged up and was running on a high.
He took in a deep breath and his red eyes turned black. His eyes looked dark and demented. There was something coming from his chest. It was a growl. This confused me. Then out of no where this man latched onto my neck with his teeth. I screamed out in pain. He started to suck and I started to feel the life literally being sucked out of me.
But just as quickly as the teeth appeared on my neck, the disappeared. I heard what seemed to be a female voice arguing with a make voice. The male was making me mad, and I wanted to hurt him, but I don't know why.
Then all of a sudden I felt as if I was on fire. I started to thrash around, trying to stop it, and put it out, but it wouldn't work, the more I moved the more the fire started to spread. I closed my eyes, and when I did there was a small opening that looked dark. In that darkness was calm and soothing sensation, I wanted that badly, but the more I tried to reach it the further it was.
I wanted this pain to go away. Then as I was starting to give up there was a sudden urge to fall into the dark pit of calm. I gladly accepted it. As I fell I heard what seemed to be a female voice telling me that everything was going to be ok once I woke up.
A/N: Ok, so what did you all think? This a much needed chapter even if it's a bit confusing, because they will soon join Bella, Angeal and Ben ;) and there's more to soo join their coven as well ;)
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