What led to this situation? Rachael thought as she looked at her father in the driver’s seat.
She could see the fear in his eyes and that was something she rarely saw in her father, fear.Mr. McQueen was breathing hard, his grip on the steering wheel tightened as he drove faster.How could my daughter have gotten into this?This is all my fault. If I had come clean she wouldn’t have followed me, he thought as sweat dropped down his face.He moved fast, turning the other cars into a string of blurry images.Mr. McQueen matched the brakes as a woman suddenly appeared a few meters in front of the car, an action that would cost him.Immediately the brakes kicked in he heard a loud noise and felt a heavy object crash into his side of the car.His vision was distorted as the car stumbled and rolled across the road. His body hurt and his mind scrambled with the shattered glass piercing his body. Rachael opened her eyes, blood was all over the place; she was upside down and she wondered why.She turned to look at her father, the sight of the man shocked her. Mr. McQueen was drenched in his blood, his eyes were wide open but showed no sign of life in them.Rachael had just realized that they got hit by another vehicle, she tried to move but she couldn’t, her right leg was damaged and stuck. Blood dripped down and her pain rose up.She groaned in pain as tears slowly filled her eyes, her father was dead.Rachael heard some voices, “Help! Somebody help!!” she cried out. “Let’s kill her, she is of no use to us” Rachael heard a voice say, a man’s voice.“The boss doesn’t want any witnesses, drain her of her blood, quickly” another voice, another man.“I will leave the rest to the four of you then. I will go to the Lantern and report our success” a female voice this time.“Help, please help me! “ she shouted as she perceived the smell of petrol, “Shut up. You will join your father soon” she heard a man’s voice say.She heard footsteps coming closer to the car when all of a sudden silence fell. “What will happen to me?” she thought.The silence was broken by screams, the men screamed and finally, silence fell again.She heard approaching footsteps that stop close, the door was suddenly detached from the car and she was carried out. She was laid on the floor as the car exploded while she just stared into the eyes of her rescuer, he had blue glowing eyes which didn’t seem normal and his hand felt soft as he touched her face.“You will be alright,” he said, Rachael’s vision was blurry but she could still see the man kneel beside her until finally, she blacked out.It’s been five years since Rachael lost her dad to a car accident. Every year she visits his grave on the anniversary of his death to talk and share her story of life. Like he could hear; this time she was with John, a friend. After a bit more talking she decides it is time to leave. She gets into the car and John drives off; there is silence as he drives. "Why do you keep hurting yourself?" John asks, Rachael just keeps quiet. John sighs "Rachael... " "Don't worry John, I'm fine" she interrupts him. John knows she isn't okay. She needs to move on. John parks at the parking lot provided by the bank they work in, Peoples United Bank. Rachael works at the customer care centre in the bank. Yes, she is the receptionist alongside her friend, Mary Sullivan, who is covering for her. "Hey Mary, I’m back. Thanks" "Sure, but you do owe me" Mary says with a lovely smile that shows her dimples on both sides of her face, something Rachael envies in her friend. Mary is 5'8ft with long blac
“Good afternoon, Rachael”, Eric says with a radiant smile exposing a clean set of teeth.Eric is 5'10ft tall and chubby. He is dark in complexion and has a black short haircut. "The manager said I should give this to you" Eric hands a file to her. She opens it, she realizes it’s a copy of her C.V. which she submitted when she first came for the job. The word 'FIRED' is stamped on it in red.“What's this? " she is shocked and angry, "What? " she shows Eric, he gasps."Whoa,” the surprise appears on his face, "Fired? This cannot be a coincident”Just about the same time I got offered another job.She leaves her post angrily and walks away. “Rachael, where are you going?” Eric asks, “To find out why I am being fired,” she says as she storms off in anger. She reaches the personnel department where a secretary sits in front of the personnel office.“I want to see them,” Rachael says as she walks towards the door but the secretary stops her.“I am sorry Rachael, but I was told to not let
Monday. "Yeah. Thanks," Gabriel cuts the call. Gabriel wears a black Burberry leather jacket; the weather is cold in Queens, New York, on this day. Samuel just wears his usual tux, he sits on a sofa away from Gabriel as he sips his wine, "That was Amanda" Gabriel says, "So, what's new?" Samuel asks. "Father has sent some people to find us" "So, they won't find us" "Samuel, he sent trackers" "What? Father doesn't like dogs". "Do you think he knows about Rachael?" "I doubt that, but if he finds us he will find her" "Yes and devour all three of us. And I don't know about you but I'm not dying anytime soon". "What are you two devils planning now?" a lady says, "Elma" the twins chorus. Elma is 5'10ft, she has long blonde hair that she loves to show off. She is fair in complexion with a radiant aura, she has sexy curves, nice tits that are complemented with a nice set of ass, full sexy lips and blue eyes. Every fuckboys dream girl. "If it isn't the vampire after my own heart"
The background is painted by the evening's dark blue sky. The stars decorate the sky with its glimmer and astronomical secrets. Gabriel can perceive different scents; cigarettes, alcohol, puke, blood and even the pee of the girl that passed by him, crazy heightened senses. He stands at a balcony inside of the club admiring the beauty of human vices caress it’s way into the young party lovers. Rachael meets him, "Hey, Samuel" "Gabriel, woman" "O. Where is Samuel?" "Dead", what an ass, she thinks. "Why are you always like this? " "Like what?" "Cold. I mean I know you have a heart" "What do you want, Rachael? ". Okay, she realizes that starting a conversation with Gabriel isn’t a good idea. "Okay. I will go and find your brother", Gabriel ignores her. Rachael walks away mumbling words of insult. She doesn’t notice that she is close to Samuel until she bumps into him and spills his drink on herself. "Crap, I didn't see you there. Sorry" Samuel says as he helps her to take off her
Samuel sits at a counter in the club where a waitress gives him a glass of Bourbon.He sips his drink and taps his fingers on the black quartz countertop.Gabriel walks in and joins his brother at the counter."So, how was your night Gabriel? " Samuel asks with a naughty looking smile, "Since when did you care about how I sleep? " "Not how brother, where? ".Gabriel grunts, “Please don't pretend like you didn't sleep at Rachael's," Samuel says."What is that suppose to mean?" "You tell me, brother" "Are you trying to get killed? " "I don't mind a little fight Gabriel".There is silence between the men as they hold each other’s gaze."Did you at least find Nightmare?", Gabriel frowns before giving his twin an answer."No. Not even in her memories but she now knows that it's for killing the supernatural" "We may need to talk to John"."Talking about him, what’s your problem with the guy? " "Nothing. He just looks like dinner", Gabriel looks at Samuel like a freak as he raises a brow, "Cr
Rachael runs into a park a few blocks away. As a little girl, she would always come to the park whenever she got sad and her father would always come to get her. He would bring flowers as a gift as he bathe her with compliments to brighten her mood. But now, that is all a memory of the past. A memory she buried in a box but has now been opened. Rachael walks until she sees an empty bench where she sits, “Why me?”. “A story is never good without a damsel,” Samuel says as he appears before her teary eyes. “Go away, leave me alone" she says, still agitated. He sits beside her, “I am sincerely sorry about this Miss McQueen” “Why me? Why my father? Why did my mother lie to me?”. Samuel scratches his head, “I don’t know Rachael. Look, your mother loves you very much. Your parents hid their secrets from you because they wanted a better life for you, a peaceful life. Our lives aren’t peaceful Rachael, I’m just sorry destiny brought you into it" he says. “Samuel, please tell me what’
“Rachael", Mrs McQueen mumbles as she watch her daughter leave the house in anguish. The twins share a gaze before they return their eyes to the sad mother. Mrs McQueen never wanted her daughter to be involved in her father’s world after all it almost ended her life once. Rachael had always looked up to her father but even she didn’t know everything about him. Parents keep secrets to protect their kids. “Don't worry Mary, she’ll come around” Gabriel says, “I don’t want her to come around. I want her to be safe". She turns and face the twins, “I’ll go make sure she is okay, ” Samuel says, “Let’s go,” Gabriel says. “Don’t worry brother, I can handle it. Stay here" Samuel says and walks away. “Don't worry, she is a strong woman". Mrs McQueen stares at Gabriel who can almost taste her dismay, bitter. The room is silent and awkward like a cemetery until the door opens with a hard thud and a thunderous rain named John drops into the scene. He opens the door with a familiarity th
Gabriel and Mrs McQueen are at Oyster Bay, New York, waiting for the arrival of Rachael and Samuel. “I hope they are alright” Mrs McQueen says as she chews at the tip of her thump. “Don’t worry, Mary. Nothing will happen to her as long as my brother is there, he is someone to be feared”, Gabriel says with confidence. The wind beat against the windshield as the speedometer just goes over 120km/ph. Samuel presses his foot hard against the throttle, he overtakes an Audi on the road. The winds blows against Rachael's hair and it's disruptive blow play with her ear.Rachael glances at him and notice his eyes, their blue glow look captivating. How can such beauty carry darkness of unknown depth? Is it still the same boss she is familiar with? Blood. The image of dismantled corpses highlighted through a wobbly array of lights flashes through her mind. She gets goosebumps as this memory surfaces. “What is it?” Samuel asks in a harsh voice, “N-nothing,” she stammers, “Then look some