Thread: "Keep me safe."  [ bit && Azuriyuu ]

It was hard for Elaine to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes the poor dear was haunted. And not with the usual ghouls and goblins that were the common source of such terror to people who were afraid of the dark. No, it was something much more horrific than that. Something much more real. They weren't supposed to be there, and that was what probably stung the most. They were supposed to be gone for the weekend on some 'business' trip or another and she was to be staying with a girl friend. Ironic, huh? They were all supposed to be somewhere but there and, well, that's just how it played out. Elaine was not supposed to be there. I mean, when here parents said Do not go back to the house then she wasn't to go back to the house. That was why the dear hid when she head voices in the other room. It wasn't that she was doing anything bad, simply came back for the clothes she had forgotten. I mean, really. What was the matter? It would be just a second. A pop in. A pop out. Pop. There goes dad. Pop. And mom fell after. She hid when she heard voices in the pantry. Such a small thing, she could easily fit and, seriously, who ever looked there? The door was cracked a hairline allowing her to see out and wouldn't shut completely, no matter how hard she tried to force it. That was alright. No one would be able to see her. There were some... men she didn't recognize. They came into view, the kitchen with a doorless frame opening into a spacious room. One made his way up the stairs while the other two seemed to make their way to the living room. And the noises they made were not pleasant. Some ransacking, surely, as they tore the place up looking for something. And then she heard the familiar kick of her parents Camry. Her stomach immediately dropped, a terrible sense of foreboding hitting hard. It seemed the other men heard it too, because they all regrouped back in the dining room. That was when her parents had to bust in, yelling. The men seemed to be shouting her name. Why would they do that? She had nothing to do with any of her parents affairs. They demanded to know where she was, but they remained tight lipped, saying only that she wasn't there. Things only got worse from there, heavier shouting and gun waving. Elaine couldn't understand any more because they'd taken the argument to Italian. But things were definitely not settling down. And then, all of a sudden, they popped her father and then her mother, who promptly collapsed to the floor in a bloody mess. Elaine didn't even have time to cry out, her vision failing as she slipped silently into unconsciousness. Right next to the potatoes. When she woke up she was still in the closet, but the police where there. An insane condolence, the girl was pleased that hiding place was just that damn good. And then the whole thing came flooding back and she threw the door open in a frenzy, spilling onto the floor. She was wailing, a frantic little thing, and picked herself up clumsily, running to the scene. Elaine wanted to throw herself on them but she was held back, some policeman holding her back. They took her to the station, found out who she was, what happened, what they might be wanting. She said she couldn??t be sure because they??d been speaking in Italian part of the time, but she was pretty sure they??d come looking for her. At that they decided she needed to keep a low profile, perhaps take on a new name. So they began work on settling her into the Witness Protection Program. It would take a while, they said, and asked if there was anything she could do until then. So she took on an apartment under the anonym they assigned her while she waited to be relocated. Then her best friend, such a sweet thing, offered up their father, a local detective to stay with her for added protection. Elaine??s friend said they would go stay with other family needed to do some visiting anyway while their father kept a constant eye on her. And that was where she was at the moment. It was only a week after the murder, the funeral a measly four days before. Elaine hadn??t been permitted to go. Whoever was looking for her would certainly be there, they said, and simply couldn??t risk it. So she stayed home and consoled herself with a bottle of wine. The girl was only 18 but, as a brand-spanking-new orphan, decided she was allowed to indulge herself in at least this. But this particular day she pulled herself together, making the place nice for her new guest. She saw that everything was in stock and in the proper order. Her parents had lived very modest lives, but had a nestegg tucked away for a rainy day. The girl wasn??t going to have to worry about money for a good while, a newly acquired fortune having been deposited into her name after her parent??s funeral. So it was neither scarce nor the crummiest apartments around. She looked tragic as she walked around her apartment, making sure that everything was in the proper order. Oh, but she was a pretty thing. With smooth, creamy skin and dark hair, such lovely chocolate locks that fell halfway down her back. Her eyes were a crisp blue and that mouth was shaped perfectly, mulberry in colour and looking like it needed a kiss. Her nose was turned up, making her look like some mischievous nymph. And those curves of hers were to die for. Elaine wasn??t a flat-chested sweetie nor a grotesquely exaggerated honey. It was enough to leave no room for want, but did give someone the feeling that they might get lost. It was three o?? clock when she finally seated herself in an over-stuffed chair, gripping onto the neck of a bottle as she turned on the television, waiting for her guest to arrive.