Confessions of a Teenage Murder Victim

"Hi. My name is Annabelle Marie Davids. I'm 17 years old, born October 12th 1995, died January 18th 2013. Well, to be brutally honest, I was murdered." Annabelle was your average teenage girl. She had it all; the boyfriend, the parties, the looks and the popularity. Her parents even had the money. Her life was perfect. So why was she killed? With the help of ALIS, the After Life Investigative Squad, Annabelle slowly discovers the bitter and twisted hatred which led to one of her "friends" to murder her.

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12. Fading

Darkness.... Pain.... Laughter.... Pain...Pain... PAIN!

I screamed as I tried to claw my way up out of the darkness, thrashing my arms about to fend off my attacker... 

Blood stained knife... licking his lips... bloodied teeth...

'NOOO!' I screamed, thrashing about even more before falling completely numb. My mind had escaped; gone to a place deeper and darker with no pain... no emotions. 

 

'Annie! Don't you dare leave now! D'you hear me Princess?' I head the Sergeant shouting at me and cringed in the darkness. Too loud... much better here.

Wait a second... did he just call me "princess"? I thought, glaring at the speck of light ahead of me.

'Yeah, Princess. You're a spoilt little brat, now get your butt back here and scream and shout at me telling me I'm wrong! Tell me I'm an idiot! Cause otherwise I'm just going to carry on calling you a spoilt little rich girl!' 

I don't want to. It's nicer here. Dark. No pain. No dreams. Memories. Not dreams... My voice inside my head quivered in fear and I drew further into myself.

'You go further in I can't help you. You won't see me or Frankie again. Do you think she's going to be happy that the only girl she's hit it off with has backed out like a wimp, huh?' 

I ground my teeth together and glared at him. He was starting to come into focus along with the rest of my room; though he was still blurry around the edges.

'I'm not a wimp Sergeant.' I glared at him as he came even more into focus. Suddenly the smile flashed in my mind again, pushing the sergeant further away from me.

'Don't you dare!' He grunted, grabbing my hand and pulling me forwards into his arms.

'I can't feel you any more.' I whispered. 'Am I dying? Again?' I saw my blurred hands reach up and clutch onto the material of his white shirt, not feeling the soft material beneath my fingertips.

'You're fading. It's when a spirit begins to forget life and hides in darkness. You'll become a ghost in Limbo. No one will see you. You won't see any one. No one will hear you. No one can help you.' I shivered as tears slipped down my face.

'Why is this happening?' I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

'You're losing it Annie. You need to remember that those memories can't hurt you. I'm here. I'll stop the nightmares, just don't you dare fade; you hear me princess?' I laughed lightly, feeling myself becoming more and more real.

'I hear you.' I whispered, closing my eyes and breathing in deeply.

I slowly felt myself becoming more weighted as though I had been levitating like a helium filled balloon, not being aware of my own mass.

'Good to have you back princess.' I opened my eyes and saw the Sergeant staring down at me, a mild look of relief on his face.

'You can stop that first of all. I am not a princess.' I pushed away from him and staggered towards my bed, collapsing on the feather light mattress. I lay down, staring up at the ceiling before covering my eyes with my arm.

'What did you see?' He whispered, still standing away from me.

'I... I think... I don't know... I just... don't know...' My voice choked itself in my throat as I held back the sobs. I pulled the rest of my body up on the bed and curled up into a ball; hiding my tear stained face behind my quivering hands.

'It's ok now.' I felt his hand rest on my back as he whispered to me.

I sobbed harder, the images still fresh in my mind.

'It hurt! It really really hurt Will!' I cried out, moving my hands to encircle my stomach.

'I know Annie. It's ok now. It's ok.' I nodded through the tears. We didn't speak for ages, the only noise was my pathetic cries, echoing in the small apartment.

I heard a knock on the door and we both froze, me holding my breath to keep in the shaking that racked my body.

Sergeant quickly stood up and stepped away, straightening his clothing before going and answering the door for me.

'Hey Annie, just wanted to say hi-' Mikey's voice broke off when he realised it was the Sergeant at the door instead of me.

'Where is she?' He asked, his voice suddenly cold.

'In bed. She nearly faded completely. I could barely see or hear her at one point.' Mikey shoved past him and was by my side in an instant, yanking me into a warm bear hug.

'Oh God Annie.' He whispered, holding me to his body as he stroked my hair. I sniffed and encircled my arms around him, loving the way he seemed to frighten away the dark.

'I'm okay.' I hiccuped, glancing up at Will. His arms were folded, and his silvery eyes had regained their icy composure; yet they seemed to falter momentarily as he looked at me before he turned away.

'I don't know how you died, but we are going to find out and I will see to their punishment personally.' Mikey's voice was brimming with anger and hatred at this unknown enemy and he gripped me tighter into his embrace.

'I'm okay now Mikey... I just need to think for a bit. Sergeant over there really saved me, so don't worry. He's a good case investigator, or whatever you guys call it.' I smiled slightly and pulled away to show him I was fine.

He searched my face, doubt filling his golden hazel eyes before sighing deeply.

'You don't have to cope with this alone Annie. I know you better than most. So don't you even think of going solo. I'm here, and so is Sergeant Anderson. You get me?'  I nodded, smiling shakily.

'I know. I think I just realised that this is too big for me to handle.' I laughed gingerly before standing up.

'I'm going to go see Frankie and get some clean clothes. Might help me relax a bit.' 

'Well if anything the equivalent of shopping will help you cheer up a little.' Mikey said, grinning at me; yet I could still see the worry in his eyes.

'Anderson, take her to the clothing room.' Will nodded at Mikey's command with no emotion.

'I've got to go now Annie, some souls are causing a bit of trouble. Take care, and stick with Anderson. He can bring you back if you start fading again.' Mikey gave me a quick hug before sweeping out of the room, larger than life.

'Thanks for saving me Will.' I whispered, smiling gently at him. He blinked a couple of times before coughing. 

'Come on Miss Davies, if you will follow me.' He said, the walls back up and the door slammed into my face.

I rolled my eyes and followed him out of my apartment, grateful to leave the room that still seemed to be mired in the darkness of my memories.

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