|Daringsville Invitation to the Gates of Hell
Author: miss-blackhair PM
After Alyssa's parents died, she learned the truth of what she actually was. She was basically alone fighting against drooling werewolves, icky demons and pointy vamps. Everything was pretty under control until RYDER STREET came along. completed.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Supernatural - Chapters: 10 - Words: 24,826 - Reviews: 183 - Favs: 21 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 09-07-05 - Published: 03-24-05 - id: 1867089
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The Day You Slipped Away
The soft ground sank beneath my feet.
The heavens had cried last night.
At a far distance, I could see Ryder maneuvering through his way towards his parents' grave. Slowly, I walked in between the headstones. Of course, I had no trouble at all, unlike Ryder, since I had spent most of my time as a Fighter fighting in cemeteries.
It wasn't difficult finding it. Adam's grave was freshly dug.
I knelt down. A dark cloud was hovering over Daringsville Cemetery. The air was gloomy and heavy. There wasn't much sun. Boy, it totally matched my mood.
I bit my lip, trying to stop it from trembling as I placed a single rose on the grave. My fingers traced the words on the tombstone carefully, taking every meaning of it.
Here lies Adam Eric Sanchez
Beloved Brother, Son, And Friend
Actually, I wanted to add the word 'boyfriend' but I thought it was inappropriate to be on a tombstone.
Stroking the stone gently, I realized how much I missed him already. I missed staring into his liquid brown eyes. It was only 2 days ago since he stepped back into my life. And I now lost him again.
I could feel a glint of tears gathering in my eyes.
Suddenly, a shadow loomed over me. I looked up.
"I knew you'd be here."
"Adam? How come...? Why aren't you…?"
Adam looked at me and gave me a small smile, "In the place where I'm supposed to be? How can I, Lissy? There're things left unsaid."
Wrinkling my nose in confusion, I stood up, "I don't understand."
"Firstly, I have to apologize for what I've done. To your life," he hung his head in shame, "I was the one who killed your parents and the Fighters. I was also the culprit of hacking into your brain after our first fight."
Taking a step closer to me, he stretched out his hand and stroked my cheek. The scars from last night had faded. But the scars that could not be seen inside were still there. Freshly bleeding.
"Its isn't your fault, Adam. The werewolf that controlled you is responsible of it. It is never you. You're the one who gave me the stone that supplied me with power," I whispered, taking his hand into mine.
Adam regarded me seriously, " The sapphire stone, it's not good anymore. You have to get rid of it. It'll cause lots of trouble."
I cast him a surprised look. Was he insane? I needed the stone to fight with those stupid evil dudes. I'm not strong enough to fight alone like other Fighters.
He pocketed his hand and gazed at a distance. He turned and stared at me for a long time, "Before I go, I just want you to know that I love you. Truly."
Tucking my hair behind my ear, he continued, "Just don't miss me while I'm gone. Because there's so much more to your life."
My stomach felt strange all of a sudden, "What? Are you expecting me to throw away all we had shared? ? Didn't you realize that the poem I wrote was for you? The one that you saw when you hacked my brain? Don't you know that I will still love you when tomorrow comes? Didn't you realize that the poem I wrote was for you? The one that you saw when you hacked my brain?"
He smiled, "No, you will only remember me as a figment of your past. I'm not saying what we shared isn't true. Our relationship means a lot to me, Lissy. I cant thank you enough for loving me. It touched me and lasted for a lifetime, literally. But you have to move on. Share your life with someone special. And the someone isn't me."
He paused. His eyes rested on the figure that was walking back to the Harley.
"I'm dead, Lissy. You can't lean on me any more. You may not realize it, but the special someone maybe right in front of you all along."
I was still struggling to register everything he was saying into my head. As I have said, I can be pretty slow.
When his eyes met mine, they were wet too. I took no effort to wipe the waterworks off my face because it would stream down again.
"I guess I have to go now," Adam said, trying to smile.
It was time. I told him to get ready while I tried to rack my brain for the correct spell. Part of me wanted to screw the ritual up.
I mumbled a few Greek words and all of a sudden, a bright portal opened up.
"Goodbye, Alyssa Pires."
I think I was going to be trapped in a flood of tears. Luckily, I could still see through them, "Bye."
He went. Into the portal. A place that I couldn't bring him back. I wanted to scream. To make him come back. But I knew there was no way.
He turned, and gave me his last smile. Then he slipped away. For the third time in my life, he had disappeared.
The portal flashed out of sight. But I didn't take my eyes off from it.
"I'll miss you, Adam Sanchez."
It felt damn weird visiting my parents' grave. It had been ages. Not only that, I also witnessed a girl cry for her ex. And that I have very confused feelings with that particular girl.
As soon as she reached the motorcycle, we hit the road.
Luckily for me, she had stopped crying. She's strong.
She had her arms around me tight. She felt small and fragile against me. Just then, I found myself praying for her heart to be unbroken. I stared into the road and a wave of realization washed over me. I really care for this girl. More than I should. She made me feel complete wherever I'm with her. I felt better and I became conscious that I am happier with her. I never felt like this before. Never felt like I was swept off my feet. For sometime, I thought happiness had left me completely. After my dad murdered my mom.
The Bolts mansion came into view. Pires got off the Harley. But she didn't move towards the mansion. Instead, she stood still in front of me. I wasn't about to run away either. Somehow, it felt as though we were in a bubble alone.
"I'm sorry about the guy."
She looked up at me with these beautiful sapphire blue eyes that got me mesmerized when I first saw her. I was drowning in them. There was no stopping. She has the power to make me weak inside.
"It's okay. I'll get over it," she sighed, "I don't want any trouble. I just want to be alone, with a chair, a fireplace, and perhaps a tea cozy. I'm not even sure what a tea cozy is, but I know I want one. Instead, I get trouble. But I'll get over it."
Both of us still didn't move. I couldn't resist. So just like a movie, my face was inches from her lips.
"Okay," I told her, and kept on staring. Hell, where were my pride and my dignity?
Pires stared back at me and we were both locked there. Shit, don't tell me I lost the key to unlock this.
Without really knowing it, I felt myself closing the space between us. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and kissed her softly. Gently.
As much as I tried to deny it, I couldn't help myself no more. Man, I'm falling for her. Hard.
Maybe Adam is right. I need to move on. I need change. I wonder what happened just now is going to lead to a major turning point in my life. I'm not sure what are my feelings for Ryder. C'mon, I'm still sore from Adam. I don't know if I'm ready. But Ryder's a total hottie.
I need a break. I guess digging into a tub of chocolate ice cream will be good. There's nothing chocolate cannot solve.
What the hell just happened?
Don't tell me it really happened. Damn straight.
I'm furious. How can that happen? Here I am looking out of the window, with Ryder and that bitch kissing. Ryder is mine. There's no way that trash can possibly steal him from me. She's going to pay for what she has done. I'm the ruler here. The queen. And she's a nobody.
I think there's something wrong with Ryder. He called to invite me to go skateboarding. Hello? I'm normally the one who has to call him thrice and treat him 2 full set meals in order for him to go skating with me. Plus, there wasn't much silence as per usual when we were skating just now. And he was the one who treated me to 2 full set meals.
I don't know much about mental illness, but it is possible Ryder's having an aneurysm or something.
I really hope Alyssa will be all right. Last night was a disaster for her. Well, not much for me, since I've gotten Dave. Maybe I should ask him how is she. Speaking of the angel, I think it's him calling.
My head hurts after researching for hours on the star carved on that bloke's chest. Ryder Street. Wait, if I'm not mistaken, this might be useful.A star is carved on every alien's chest as it symbolizes the devil inhabiting it…
Oh dear, that doesn't sound good.