The Continuous Story

She realised that she could easily escape so dashed down the stairs, sped across the marbled hallway and yanked at the door.

"Did you really think I'd leave it unlocked?" the disfigured man said.

The door swung open as Cecily hauled on it.

"Oh cr*p!" the man said.
 
What (darkbunni, this is our hero, you cant do that)

Fortunatley Cecily was only tapped not struck by the sports car, which screeched to a halt.
Out climbed the most amazing looking male Cecily had ever laid eyes on.
"Are you alright"? the handsome man asked
Cecily had the feeling they had meet before, but she could'nt recall where!
 
But then, she realised, he really did look familiar. In fact, he was identical to the scarred man -- except he had no scars. She felt her face flush again. Darn face! Why did it always betray her?

"Yes... yes, I'm fine. You just startled me, that's all."

He wrapped one of his arms around her and steered her towards his car. However, all Cecily could think about was the feel of those strong arms around her. Had this man been working out? Those... those biceps! Her face surely must have been on fire, it was so hot.

"Need a lift?" he said, his voice silky smooth.









LOL! I think I've just turned this into a cliche. :D

Tanga: DarkBunny didn't actually say the car hit her, he said it "almost" mowed her down.
 
Leisha" Your right, I got a little carried away, I was a little worried about Cecily (must be getting to attached to her)

Anyway back to the story......

Cecily was torn, should she accept a lift from the most incredible looking man she had ever meet, but could she trust him, he reminded her to much of the scarred man of her nightmares...

"Well come on, hop in" the tall dark addonis said as he motioned her towards the car.
 
You only live once, said a voice inside her head that sounded suspiciously like the man opposite her.

Shrugging, Cecily stepped into the car.
 
Cecily ever practical memorized the license plate of the vehicle, just in case.

"So where to" asked her handsome driver

Cecily had no idea where she was going, she couldn't go home, what if Robert's parent were still waiting for her?
She couldn't go to the police, not with her record!!!!

"My mum. I want to go to my mum's" announced Cecily

"Ok and where's that?"
 
You could always join in, Grim. :)

The car sped down the backstreets, through some very shady areas, and it took Cecily a while to realise that they were not headed towards her mother's house - they were headed to the docks.
 
"Where are we going?" Cecily exclaimed

The man said nothing

"Why me?" thought Cecily. "Its just not my night, how much worse can things get?"

She was about to find out that things could get much much worse!!!
 
As the car sped through the streets, jumping red lights and using the pavement as an extra lane, Cecily became aware that shadowy beings were following their progress.
 
They wore top hats, had cigarettes protruding from their mouths, and each one had long, spindly fingers that clutched the cigarette as they exhaled.

Cecily watched them, her heart thudding inside her chest. And then she heard strange garbled voices uttering words that her brain would not make sense of.

Smoke and fire... smoke and fire, Cecily. Yesss... you want to smoke. You want to light a cigarette and smoke...


And then she suddenly knew she had to smoke. She'd never smoked in her life, but now she had to. She needed to, needed it more than anything else in the word. Her body began to shake.

Now how could she get a cigarette?
 
Sweat trickled down her forehead and she wiped it away with the back of her hand. Why did she need a cigarette? Surely it was just her imagination, a fabrication sent by those things in top hats following her?

Okay, she decided. Two can play that game.

Determined to set her resolve towards her own devices, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut and clenched her hands in her lap. Surprisingly, the thought and cadence came without much provocation.

Fire and smoke... fire and smoke. Set fire and smoke... set fire and smoke... to those behind. Those behind are fire and smoke... fire and smoke!

Her eyes blinked open and she cast a furtive look over her shoulder. She couldn't believe what she saw!
 
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To Cecily's amazement the tall high rise behind her was on fire, smoke pouring out of the top floor.....
Cecily thought.. "Oh no, did I do that, have I some sort of power that I wasn't aware off?"
She was closer to the truth that she thought!
 
Because the truth was, the man she had just passed in the car was actually the one who'd started the blaze. :D

Darn it! Cecily wanted powers! Unaware that the blaze was not started by her, she tried again, concentrating on the man in the car next to her.

The stranger burst into flame and started screaming. The car began to swerve. Her heart beating wildly, Cecily opened the door and threw herself out, rolling onto the pavement. Why was her life so strange? And why did she have an awful inclination that she'd just created the scarred man from the mansion earlier - the man she thought was the handsome man's twin? Her head throbbed. This was getting too deep. Was the two men one and the same? Was the handsome man merely a younger, scar-free version of the scarred man? Well now he wasn't. Now she'd made him into the man-ravaged-by-fire.

Had the original scarred man known this all along - that she was the cause of his disfigurement?






(Yes, yes, I know, I've wondered into omniscient POV. :D)
 
Cecily's mind was in turmoil, she craved her once simple existence.
When had her life gone bad?
Was it before she had been forced to accept Robert's marriage proposal?
Yes life had been better then.
Damm it this was all Robert's fault, if he wasn't already dead, she would have thought strongly about doing it herself, oh damm she had thought of doing it, she had forgotten that moment with the knife.

Her thoughts returned to the scarred man and his handsome twin. She must know them from somewhere in her past, but when and why, what did they have to do with her life?
 
"Ah what the hell!" Cecily thought, "it's Friday night, I'm off to get p***ed!"

With that Cecily picked herself up and started heading downtown. Shadowy forms followed.
 
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