Beauty on the Run

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Chapter 17 (v.1) - The Spying Game

Submitted: March 12, 2013

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I could feel my heart breaking as I watched in horror. Jed was on the bed, and he was bleeding badly. I couldn’t stand against this wall anymore. I jumped at Fredrik who was smiling down at his hand that dug the knife deeper and deeper into Jed’s back.

I was able to knock him over, but he captured me right away. In less than a few seconds, he shattered through my bedroom window, and we were darting higher and higher into the sky. The thunder crashed all around us as we soared through the rain.

My tears were mixing with the rain. I was contained in his yard, staring out at the woods beyond the black iron bars. I could feel him watching me through the large glass sliding door.

All I could do was cry. I really hope that Jed would be okay. I hoped that the stabbing didn’t kill him. I could only hope.

I watched the rain fall into the pool, creating multiple ripples here and there.

*Ava stop thinking about Jed. He’s fine.*

*How can you be so sure?*

*Because if I’m not then it’ll only make me sadder.*

“Ava…we can finally be together.”

I didn’t turn around. My thoughts popped like balloons in my head, everything disappearing. The only thing that remained, was the image of the horror on Jed’s face as he screamed in agony. I’ve never seen him like that before. I can still hear his scream piercing inside my ears.

“Ava, we are going to be together whether you like it or not.” He glided along the pavement to where he was standing in front of me. I still didn’t look at him. Instead I turned my gaze over to the side of the yard where a garden was spread out.

“Ava look at me. You can’t rely on others to be there for you anymore. I’m the only one that you need in your life. When you can finally realize that, you’ll be happier than you ever have been.”

I could feel my heart breaking more and more. I didn’t rely on Jed for anything. He was always there for me because he wanted to be. I never asked anything of him except to love me. More tears crept through my bright red eye lids.

He caressed my cheek like he did on the night that he first met me. It made me just as uncomfortable now as it did then. I smacked his hand down as I frowned through my tears. My hand fell back down to my side as he brought his back up.

“Now don’t be like that Ava.” I could hear a tone in his voice as he finally glided back into the house. I fell down to my knees, holding my head in my hands.

I had been outside this whole time. It was starting to get dark, and I know that my parents are probably worrying right now. I just hope that they had gotten to Jed in time.

The screen door opened and two figures took their place next to me. I sat on the pavement with my knees hugged close to my chest. I was still drenched in rain from earlier, even though the rain was finally letting up. Lightning still struck across the sky every now and then.

“Hey there pretty lady. It was a shame you weren’t in school today. We really missed you.” A laugh followed his sarcastic comment and I could see Carter’s shadow moving with his chuckles.

Marshall nudged me from the other side. “You alright?”

I remained still. Jed replayed over and over in my mind. The scream replayed over and over again in my ears.

Carter put his arm around me. “Ava we have to walk you home. Fredrik doesn’t want a kidnapping warrant sent out just yet.”

*Just yet…how considerate of him.*

Marshall stood up and then stood in front of me, offering me his hand. I placed my head back between my legs, seeing nothing but darkness.

“Hey,” Carter said louder. “We have to take you home Princess, let’s go.” He stood up too, pushing Marshall out of the way in front of me. “Alright Marshall, she doesn’t want to get up so we have to make her. You grab that side.” My arms were yanked away from my legs. My legs dangled like jello beneath my weight.

Marshall put his arm around my waist, helping to support me while Carter held me up just by my arm.

I finally regained feeling in my legs. I yanked my arm away from Carter and continued walking into the main area of the house.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

I didn’t turn around to yell at Carter. Instead I headed straight for the front door. I opened it and walked out quickly, trying to make sure that I could stay ahead of them no matter what.

I couldn’t tell if they were behind me or not, but I continued walking. I wouldn’t stop until I got home.


I watched her walk out the door. I wanted to chase after her. I wanted to make sure that she was alright.

“Fredrik are you sure she should be out there by herself?”

He laughed. “Marshall, she doesn’t need any of us around to walk her home. That’s where she’s going to go. She’s hurting now, but soon she’ll be mine and she’ll warm up to the idea.”

I wasn’t so sure about that. With a giant sigh, I finally turned to Fredrik who was eating some kind of meat at the large dining table in the main area of the house. “Fredrik, why is she so hurt today? I don’t think I’ve ever seen her that distant before.”

He laughed again, setting down all his utensils hard onto the table. He looked at me and then looked at Carter. “Come over here and take a seat boys.”

I followed Carter over to the table and took the seat next to him so that I was farther away from Fredrik.

His chuckles broadened into a wide smile. “Now boys, you might be attending some kind of assembly tomorrow at that school place you go to. Now don’t be worried. It’s not someone that you really care about you know.”

Carter chuckled. “I think I know who you’re talkin’ about.” I was still clueless. I nodded to go along with Carter.

“Do you Carter? Who do you think it might be?”


His smile grew bigger. “Today I took his life. I don’t think I’ve been happier.” He picked up his fork and picked at the meat on his place, cutting out a huge chunk and driving it into his mouth.

Carter was ecstatic. I’m not sure why, and it really bothered me. “Fredrik how the hell did you do it? Do you know how long it took for us to even get him the other night? He is one tough guy! How the hell did you do it?”

He held his hand up and Carter sat back down in his chair, still eager to know. “Carter, it wasn’t hard. I had him in Ava’s bedroom. He was on the bed facing the door where she was standing, and then I stabbed him with my dagger, forcing it in deeper and deeper.” He paused to laugh again. “No one has ever survived a stabbing by my dagger Carter.” He pulled the bloody knife out of his pocket and I stared at it.

The blade was very jagged and thick. The end curved into a fine point. The handle was carved out of bone, or something like that. My mouth went dry.

Carter’s mouth hung open. “Fredrik I don’t think I’ve ever idolized you more than I do right now.”

Fredrik continued to eat his food while smiling and making small talk with Carter. My stomach turned inside my body. I had to go find Ava. I really had to make sure that she would be alright.

“Fredrik,” I said loudly. He looked up from his food, and Carter turned around to look at me. “Fredrik,” I said again, “I’m going to go find Ava and make sure that she actually does go home.”

They both looked confused. “Why the hell would you want to do that Marshall? Why would you want to ruin your nice clothes today in the rain?”

“Well,” I paused. What could I say to convince them to let me leave? Then it hit me. “Well think about it this way. If she just saw the love of her life—”

“MARSHALL!!” I flinched at his murderous voice. Fredrik’s face flushed red. “Don’t you ever refer to anyone else as the ‘Love of Her Life.’ The real love of her life is me.”

I nodded, afraid to continue with my thoughts. “W-Well, I meant, if she just saw someone she was close with, killed right before her eyes, then maybe she might do something to harm herself to try and ‘be with’ him again.”

Carter and Fredrik both stared at me with blank faces. Fredrik’s mouth opened, and I waited for his words, my heart skipping a beat. “Marshall, you actually do have a point. Alright you and Carter can go.”

“What?” Carter turned back to look at him. “I don’t wanna go out there. It’s getting dark and it’s wet. These are some of my good clothes Fred.”

“Carter I am not letting Marshall go out there by himself.”

I leaned forward. “Well, I can go by myself Fred. I promise all I’m going to be doing is spying on her. If she tries to do anything, I can handle her.” I was practically begging in my mind.

Fredrik sighed. “Fine Marshall. Whatever. Bring your key with you, because I will be locking the door after you leave. I am going to bed soon, as I have been awake for almost a week straight.”

I nodded. Fredrik excused himself from the table and put his plate in the sink. “Carter you can clean that tonight.” He walked straight past us and up the large staircase to his chamber.

Carter eyed me. “What the hell are you going to do Marshall?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know you have something planned. You’re not just going to go spy on her. What are you trying to get at with her? You’re not going to get her to like you Marshall.”

“You’re crazy. I don’t like her like that.” I couldn’t tell if Carter was ever able to tell if I was lying. I really hoped he couldn’t.

“Marshall…you are madly in love with her. I can sense it when you’re around her. You’re nice to her when we should be mean.” Crap, he saw right through me.

“Look,” I paused, letting out a huge breath and lowering my voice. “Carter I really do like her. But tonight I really do just wanna make sure she’s okay. I feel really bad that she had to watch her boyfriend get killed right in front of her.”

I could see a hint of sympathy in his eyes. “Yeah,” he looked down at his hands in his lap. “That would honestly be really hard to watch. Alright well you’d better get going before she gets too far and you can’t find her.” I watched Carter get up from the table and head over to the sink in the kitchen. I grabbed my sweater off of the back of the couch and I grabbed my jacket off the coat rack. Then I headed out the door.

The fog was starting to set in. I ran down the path that led out from the drive way, and I could see something up the road from me. I stopped as the figure kept moving. I darted closer and realized that it was Ava.

I ran up behind her. She didn’t even flinch. I could hear her quiet sobs through her chattering teeth. She was moving extremely slow.

“Ava?” My voice choked. She turned and lunged at me!

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