TORN

Chapter Two.

Crimson POV

The bright orange numbers blink on my clock like a count down til im awakened from my slumber, if only i could sleep. I haven't been able to shake this feeling of dread sitting in my stomach for the last week. My parents put it down to my 16th birthday approaching, I'm going to become a young woman, blah blah blah. It's not this I know it because the voice in my head started telling me its not.

It's an odd voice, its in my head but it doesn't sound like me, not the voice or the mannerisms and honestly the freaky thing is I don't think the things it says before it is said but I just figured my mind isn't catching up with all this worrying im doing and here I am again, cocooned in my bright orange blanket staring at the ceiling of my room worrying, I need to get up.

Untangling myself from the covers of my bed I get up and go downstairs making my way to the kitchen, I know my mom is awake cause she makes so much noise while cooking what very rarely resembles food but I love her. "Morning Crimson" she practically screams at me as I walk in and sit at the island Infront of her. She places a big stack of peanut butter waffles before me, 2 pink candles sit in the center telling me today is my birthday, mom lights them while singing happy birthday as i watch her, her hazel eyes dancing with emotions, love, happiness and excitement.

"Thank you mom, you really didnt have to make a fuss though"

Her smile falters a little before returning to her normal smiley self, how she does that I don't know, constant happiness is her moto, I'm the complete opposite, well I'm opposite in everything.

I have red hair, both my parents have brown and black

I'm short, my mum is 5'7, my dad 6'2

I'm as pale as a girl could be, my parents are tanned naturally

My eyes are gray with a hint of green, both of them have green eyes.

"It's nothing Crimson, you are 16! finally a young lady. I am so proud of you" like breathing for 16 years is an accomplishment. sighing I decide today is a happy day, I'm not this doom and gloom person normally, I just dont know what's wrong with me today. I smile at mom while shovelling breakfast down my throat as quick as possible. I'm going to miss the bus otherwise.

"Thanks for the food mom, but i gotta go get ready or I'll be late."

pushing away from the counter I run upstairs into my room to get dressed. Jumping in the shower i quickly wash myself avoiding my hair getting wet as much as possible. stepping out I dry off before throwing on my clothes, underwear, my combat trouser, sporty crop top, black hoody and my knee high army boots before running down stairs.

"Bye mom" I shout before running out the front door and down the gravel path, not even waiting for a reply, I'll be a few hours late if I did my mom talks.

Vaulting over the garden fence I take a slow jog to the bus stop. I arrive with 10 minutes to spare, glancing around I try and spot Caleb. My one and only friend but the bus shows even before he does, no surprise, this happens a lot, his family is even weirder than mine, I haven't seen or heard from him in over 2 weeks, another reason I'm worrying. Hopping on the bus, wishing today would be over quickly I find my seat and lean my head against the window as we start to move.

My home is in the sticks, so to get to school I have to get the bus to the neighboring village which is weird as hell, the bus doesn't actually go into the village but around the border, people are always there walking around, watching you, its like security for the whole place but no one cares, its normal here but to me it's so bonkers but the bus just goes around it and then straight on, like someone decided to plonk this place right in the middle of my bus route extending the journey by a whole hour. I call it a village but well ive never seen any houses or town just people walking around.

45 minutes have passed and we pull up to the boundary of the village, looking out the window I see the normal, 3 huge men all in black walking the same route they always do at this time. They give off a strange feeling, I can never look at them when we get close, no matter how much I try. I pin my eyes open trying to keep eye contact as we get closer, my eyes are watering and my head feels heavy like I want to look down, this is normal by the way so is the fact no one else notices them or maybe they do but never acknowledges them.

Darkness is creeping into my mind.. this is weird, this hasn't happened before but before I could look away my vision goes black, well almost black, its lit up by sapphire blue eyes, eyes like clear water, or the cleanest gem, they sparkle even though there is no light, the iris's are rimmed with silver, like the gem had been set in a silver mold.

The voice I presumed was my own previously is here again

"15:11, the time of birth, only 8 hours until we awaken"

I now know this voice isnt my own but it belongs to those piercing eyes. Those eyes smile "Until then Crimson" is the last thing I hear as those eyes close and darkness takes me.