Friday 13 December 2013

Blood is Ruby Red Chapter 7

On Saturday morning, I was in my room, doing some work for once on my laptop. Occasionally I unwillingly do homework, usual because it’s actually coursework for part of my real GCSEs. Some of my out of school friends are worried that they’ll get lower than an A and have told me how they’re so pressured to get ten A*s. At my school, an A, let alone an A*, is unheard of and a C is considered to be really good.

I was writing a coursework essay for English on a piece of writing from our Anthology. I was so bored it was unreal, but the assignment was also due in on the Monday after and it was compulsory unless I wanted to fail my English language GCSE. I didn’t really care about getting an amazing mark, but I definitely didn’t want to actually fail it.

I had typed in the title and my name in the header. But now I was onto the introduction. I chuckled quietly to myself, amused. I can’t write introductions, I thought. I’ll do it after I’ve actually written something. Then I’ll know what I need to introduce.

I stared thoughtfully at the anthology text. This would have been a lot easier if I’d paid attention in class. Or if our teacher was actually good. Oh look, a tricolon. I can probably write something about that.

I looked quickly up at the window, startled by a rustling noise I swore I heard from just outside my window. But everything outside was the same. It was probably nothing. I glanced back down at my laptop again.

Suddenly, fragments of sharp, shining glass sprayed out from the window. I held my arms up protectively in front of my face. When I looked up again, a girl dressed in black carrying a small rucksack was climbing through the window. A girl I knew all too well.

I stared at her, alarmed. Blood trickled from a few cuts on her face. Her intense eyes looked bloodshot. Almost bloodthirsty. They locked onto mine.

"Ruby?"

"Hello again, Elina."

The unnecessary confidence in her words scared me. I squeezed my hands together behind my back apprehensively.

"Why are you here? How are you here? The security..." I trailed off, avoiding accidentally telling her that I had put security on high-alert. Ever since she had murdered Jude and I had seen it, I had been taking many precautions. Every precaution.

"Yeah, it took quite a lota effort to get past all them security guards, but it doesn't matter. I'm here now, aren't I?"

"Yes... and I'm thrilled..."

I feigned excitement in my voice, although Ruby was smart enough to pick up on the dry undertone.

"You know, it's really strange. I overheard one of the guards saying they’d been given a specific warning by you to keep a look out for me and to make sure I didn't come near, but I assume he was mistaken. I am your best friend; of course you'd want me to be here. You do trust me, don't you?"

There was something deeper in her voice that worried me; she sounded almost sarcastic. I nodded cautiously, despite the fact that she was the last person I trusted at the moment.

Ruby noticed me glance at my open bedroom door. I shuddered as she took a challenging step towards me, then another towards the door and slammed it shut.

"Sorry," her apologetic smile didn't fool me. "A gust of wind must’ve come through the window."

"How about I go and get us some snacks..." I stumbled over my words, trying to think of an excuse to get out of being in the room alone with her and reach safety.

"Oh, don't worry, I’ve got some with me. They’re in my bag. Let me just get them out. You can stay here; you don't need to go anywhere."

I came close to hearing the bitterness suppressed behind her words.

Ruby turned around and unzipped her bag, hastily searching around for something inside it. I bit my lip nervously and pressed down hard on the emergency button disguised as a gem in my sterling silver ring.

I stifled a gasp as Ruby pulled a dangerous black object out of her rucksack.

“Ruby... what... wha...”

Before I could finish my sentence, she slowly turned around. A disturbing smile was growing on her face and Satan glimmered in her eyes. But my eyes were fixed on the gun she held out directly at me.

"You know the secret, Elina. You have to be silenced."

No... this couldn’t be happening... no...
Two muscular armed guards rushed into the doorway to see a bullet flying across the room towards me. There was little they could do before the bullet hit me and it was too late.

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