The Axe Murderer's Girl Chapter 1: Prologue, a twilight fanfic

This is a new story that I've started a long beside OOOFA (One & One & One For All). This story will not be updated on certain times, it's just for fun. If I feel like updating I will, if I suddenly don't feel like continuing this story then I will stop. But not pernamently. I will finish this story one day or another. For now, I'm just going with the flow and if you want to start reading this then go ahead and be my guest.
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All work belongs to Stephenie Meyer, the woman who could do it all and still prepare meals for her children. Kudos to you Stephenie.

Get hot, get too close to the flame
Wild, open space
Talk like an open book
Sign me up
Got no time to take a picture
I'll remember someday all the chances we took
We're so close to something better left unknown
We're so close to something better left unknown

I can feel it in my bones
Gimme sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones?
Oh, seriously
You're gonna make mistakes, you're young
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"

-Gimme Sympathy by Metric

The Axe Murderer's Girl
Prologue

I knew this was going to be a bad idea. I just knew it. I felt like I was in one of those creepy horror movies where the protagonist has weird intuitions but no one listens to her because they think she's crazy. Let's replace the people that don't listen to me with my two close friends Jessica and Lauren. Now, let's set the scene. A hardly there path behind the old hasty market by the ghetto trailer park that leads to the woods. Why am I being dragged to the woods by my friends at -I look down at my watch- approximately five-thirty in the evening? Oh right, Jessica and Lauren wanted to roll out some joints before the parentals came home. Right.

"C'mon Bella, don't be a prude." I scoffed at Lauren muttering obscenities under my breath as I trudged behind the two. I don't even know why people do drugs, or even consume alcohol for that matter. What was the point? You end up killing your lungs or liver or sometimes both and you die. If people wanted to die so badly why didn't they just put a gun to their head and get it over with it. Not that I want Jessica and Lauren to die exactly. Just trying to prove a point that will never be stopped to consider.

"Why do we have to come here?" I looked ahead of me, as much as I could. There were only trees with huge branches that looked like arms arched towards the sky. The sun was starting to slowly disappear behind the clouds and the small shadows of the branches were starting to cast over the ground, including us. Creepy. All I needed now was a wolf howling and the scene would be perfect, our pending doom awaiting for us. Melodramatic much? But seriously, this path that could be covered with a bit of dirt and it would like as if there was no path at all in the first place and it was was starting to make me uneasy.

They ignored me and kept on walking. Great friends, eh? It took a few more minutes before we came to a small clearing that looked to be an abandoned and very trashed campsite. Jessica and Lauren sat down on the logs that adorned the small semi circle campsite. I carefully walked behind them stepping over all of the pollutants and garbage that were very nicely scattered on the ground, but other than that, I stayed silent.

Jessica pulled out the small plastic bag, carefully withdrawing the zip loc that contained the marijuana joints. I watched as they both lit up separate joints and took long and steady drags, almost as if they were in bliss. I took a couple cautious steps back, didn't want to get too close to the smoke. Second hand smoke would suck. "We're here, because no one can see us or hear us." I looked up confused. Jessica just waved her hand in the air dismissing my question from before. Oh.

When Lauren's eyes opened she turned her head to look at me, her eyes slightly dilated, "Bellie, come, there's so much here for all of us." I rolled my eyes. Typical Lauren-on-high-induced-drugs behaviour. I politely refused and she just shrugged and closed her eyes, going back to her happy place where Jessica was currently subsiding at.

I checked the time again, Almost Six-Ten. The sun wasn't fully gone yet, and my father, Charlie also known as Chief of Police wouldn't be home until the early hours of the morning, so I was safe. Wish I could say the same about Jessica and Lauren. Oh well.

The greens of the forest were very attractive to the very least. I checked my time again, Six-fifteen. Jessica and Lauren wouldn't be sober for another hour or so, and I was bored. I would've just left if I wasn't the designated driver, which I always was. Looking back at my two friends, they didn't even seem to notice me so I carried along the path deeper into the woods. Everything around me was pretty fascinating. I wasn't very much of the out-doorsy type of person, at least not for as long as I've lived in this god forsaken town–which would be my entire life–Forks. I thought of the town in my head as disgustingly as I could without hurting my brain. Sigh. The smallest town in existence that almost didn't show on the world map.

I should have turned around and walked straight back to Jessica and Lauren like the good little friend I am, but I could feel myself getting drawn deeper into the woods, so I kept on telling myself just five more minutes. Five more minutes wouldn't kill me.

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I yawned. I had been sitting on a small broken tree for the last half hour, enjoying the scenery in front of me when the exhaustion of the few hours was catching up to me. I looked up at the darkening sky before glancing at my watch for the third time today, 7:15. Damn. I scrambled off the tree and hurried down the small path, back to the campsite.

As I moved, I could feel the environment around me changing. The mood was suddenly dark and heavy, the trees looked as if they were back to their normal depressive brooding shapes again. Everything in the last hour had changed drastically, and I was beginning to get uneasy of this place all over again. The closer I got to the campsite the more my intuitions and inner human defence was telling me to turn around and run back in the complete opposite direction.

Did I listen to my reasoning? No.

Do I regret it now? Maybe.

As I moved closer in towards the campsite I could hear the sound of crunching leaves and heavy sounds of movements. The wind was starting to pick up and I don't know if my ears were playing tricks on me but I could hear the sound of something slicing the air above.

I was only a couple of metres away, behind the little ferns that covered the sides of the path way, when I heard it. The shrieks of my friends ringing through the small area. I was confused, I couldn't hear them before, but then Jessica's voice echoed in my head. We're here, because no one can see us or hear us. Just my luck.

I carefully jogged up behind one of the trees that stood planted behind the log that Lauren had been sitting on earlier. I peeked slowly from behind the tree only to find Lauren and Jessica tied up against on either side of the tree wailing frantically. I would have found this scene comical if I wasn't so terrified of what was going on.

I stood there for a minute contemplating on what to do when I heard Jessica shout, "Bellie, if you can hear me, Leave now!" I knew I had to leave, but I had to at least let them know that I was here.

Lauren's shouts followed soon after too, "Bellie, don't come here, it's not safe, he's not sa–" her warning was cut of with a few loud painful moans and I felt my heart beat erratically. Poor Lauren. I peeked back out from behind the tree again, and as if me and Jessica planned it, she looked up too. Our eyes connected for a second as I watched her eyes widen and she started nodding quickly for me to leave, tears were starting to leak out her eyes again. I nodded in acknowledgement and huddled behind the tree again.

If someone dangerous was there right now, then there would be no point of me trying to help Jessica and Lauren, and besides, I wanted to go home and cuddle in my bed with my book tonight, unscathed. If I could only creep silently around the campsite and out of the woods then I could call for help. Seemed easy enough for even someone like me to do.

Suddenly I heard both of them shrieking at the top of their lungs but suddenly it was quiet. Too quiet. I looked over to see both of them with tears and mascara running down their face with a cloth bound around their mouths. Jessica looked at me frantically shaking her head, her eyes moving from the far side of the campsite and back to me, shaking her head at me again as if she was trying to tell me something.

I actually felt sorry and a little guilty for not doing anything, but I was going to go find help right now. As soon as my leg carried forward onto the ground to move, I felt something sharp and cold pressed against my back, soon followed by a low and rumbling voice that echoed in my ear, "Where do you think you're going?" I started shaking, and it wasn't because of the wind.

All I knew was that I wasn't going to be going home to cuddle in my bed with a book any time soon. At least not tonight.

A/N: Okay. So what do you think? Even if you don't want to review you can still think about it. Lot's of love for those who are thinking. Kudos to you too =)