"Black Ribbons." - S.K. Nuanes (best historical fiction books of all time .txt) 📗

I was unsure what to do last year I loved Dylan more then life itself it seemed, but I was a fool to think two stars could touch one another's hand and dance in the dark. He's so close yet I can't even grasp it like a firefly.
My sixteenth birthday is coming up in a few days, mom is now married to Hank and have to put up with Brittany. Can't complain about Brittany to much she did get my mind off of Dylan for a while. Yet she has failed to erase my childhood memories of Dylan. You can erase a line on paper but you can't erase emotions.

I stared at the ceiling listening to Evanescence

new CD I couldn't believe Adam wasn't guilty in court. People are to soft it seems sometimes. Kindness is a weakness some might say. Although he has moved to Seattle for a while which is good I guess. Andrew well he has stepped back since I almost died in the hospital I could of swore one night I heard these words whisper into my ear.
"Alice I love you."

It was Andrew I am sure, since he kissed me and was the one who set fuel to Adam's raging fire. I got up and looked in the mirror I had cut my hair to my shoulders it was dark brown I had purple on the side bang that went across my right eye. I had on a black tank top and jeans. I had lost weight I looked like a model Rose would always tell me. Well a new look a new grade. New drama. Kiss my ass.
Brittany knocked on the door then opened it there she was her hair was straight and long she had on a Hollister dress and white flats. She had a flower necklace on she looked at me and said, "Come on lazy let's go to school."
I exhaled and said, "Coming." I grabbed my jacket from the chair at my desk and went down stairs we took Brittany's car it was a Z. Mom and Hank were away in Paris for a month. The house was a mess and guess who was going to be suck cleaning it. We arrived at the school, people looked at us as we pulled up. Great why does it feel like I am the new girl. Brittany smiled and got out of the car and kissed her boyfriend, I got out of the car and grabbed my bag and walked off to my first period.
In my first class I sat alone in the back didn't feel alive much since Dylan had gone missing.
At lunch I sat alone didn't feel like hanging out with Rose and the goths. "Why are you alone?" Andrew said, coming over to me with a small smile.
"Don't feel to good I guess." I said, sighing.
"Oh? Want me to take you home." Andrew said, rubbing my back.
I nodded he got up and took me to his car it was a new truck it was black he helped me in and we sat in silence he looked at me and said, "I missed you when you were in London."
"My mom said I needed time away from what happened." J said, looking out the window as he drove.
"Adam is innocent?" Andrew asked.
I nodded he rolled his eyes annoyed and said, "I am sorry should never told him."
I didn't response to him I exhaled and said, "Can you take me to the graveyard?"
"Why?" Andrew asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Reasons." I said, rolling my eyes at him.
He nodded and drove me to the graveyard I got out of the car and looked at him and said, "Thanks." I walked to my father's grave I sat down infront of it and sighed.
No one remembered him...


Meanwhile

Adam was on the ground bleeding he gasped for air a foot crushed his neck he yelled, "I am sorry for hurting Alice!"
There was no response from Adam's tormentor just a snarl, then Adam was thrown into a staircase of glass, glass came down and stabbed Adam.
"Say it like you mean it!" The tormentor yelled.
Adam choked on tears as a knife went through his heart, "I--'m sorry."
Adam dropped dead the knife dripped with blood Dylan glared down at Adam and growled low, "Enjoy hell. Your sister is there waiting for you."

I sat on the dry grass looking at my father's tombstone I remembered the night the police came to our house. Telling us he had been murdered. Two puncture wounds in his neck and he was beaten sensually until he passed out. I rubbed my eyes drying any tears that were trying to escape my eyes. "You miss him...don't you." A voice said, form behind me I turned around there he was...tall, stronger looking, compelling blue eyes. A black jacket on a white shirt under and jeans. Dylan.
He was more handsome then the last time I saw him, he looked down at me waiting for me to get up.
I slowly stood up and asked, "Dylan...is that really you?"
He smiled softly and hugged me in his arms, he was warm I missed him so much.
"Where did you go what happened." I said, all in one breath. Dylan smirked and stroked my cheek and said in a soft**censored**voice, "Doesn't matter Allie. What matter is I am here for you. I will never hurt you."
I looked into his eyes something was different about him but what was it?

That night I couldn't sleep even time I closed my eyes I saw Dylan there I wanted to keep dreaming but I felt sick every time I dreamt of him.
What was wrong with me?
The next day Brittany seemed busy when I came down for breakfast I yawned and looked at her and said, "What's wrong did the zombie infection happen? Damn let me get my shotgun."
She looked at me and said, "Working on your party since you won't do anything with it."
"Really why I dont want one." I said, annoyed.
"It's your sweet sixteenth oh Andrew left something for you." Brittany said, pointing to a few roses tied together by a white ribbon.
True I guess I sighed and left the house and went to Dylan's house, I waited for a while then it slowly opened it was Dylan.
"Allie? What are you doing here." Dylan asked looking at me then around.
I looked at him and said, "I missed you."
He took me into a fast embrace twirled me around taking me inside the house he closed the door all this happened in a matter of seconds it seemed.
He placed me down and looked at me and said, "I thought Adam...killed you."
"He didn't...Andrew and Rose visited me the most. Adam never visited." I said, shrugging.
I still remembered the voice whispering, I love you Alice

who was it?
Dylan stroked my cheek bringing me closer to him I looked into his soft compelling blue eyes, then there was a knock at the door.
He pulled away and went over to the door and opened it was the police.
"We are here to take Alice Gold to Adam Hearts." The male officer said.
Dylan stood in the doorway blocking them from entering.
"Let us in sir." The female officer said.
"Over my dead body, she is not going anywhere near that monster!" Dylan snapped at them.
Why would Adam have the law on his side and doing things for him like getting me to his house.
"We will force ourselves in if you don't step aside." The male officer said.
"Why should I even let you touch her, or step foot into my house." Dylan said, sounding like a wise crack.
"Adam Hearts has been found dead, she is a suspect in killing him." The female officer said.
What this can't be Adam is dead, this isn't happening life wouldn't do that to make me happy.
"Oh, such a pity but think she hasn't been in town for a long time. Most likely he's been dead for a long time. The murder hid his body then some cops came to arrest him for his wrong's and found his body. Now you bother to do justice for someone who should of been found guilty in court." Dylan said, smirking at the cops expression showing he was caught up to speed.
"We thought you were missing..." The female cop said, slowly.
"Ah ha only a fake cop would be afraid to ask, a real cop would react differently." Dylan said, closing the door.
The male cop stopped the door and said low, "We aren't finished yet."
What was going on, I looked at Dylan he said looking at me, "Allie go now, into Greg's study lock the door go now."
I went quickly to the hallway where the study was but I stood behind the wall watching what was going on.
"Get the hell out of my house." Dylan snapped at the male officer.
The male officer shot Dylan in the stomach my heart stopped for a second, the female officer walked in after the male officer.
"Now where is she." The female officer said, looking around.
The male officer grabbed Dylan by the shirt and said spitting in his face, "Where is she hiding."
"Pfft like I would tell you." Dylan said, smirking.
I went into Greg's study and looked around what could I use to help Dylan.
There was a silver sword on the wall, no can't kill someone human to save Dylan.
Then there was dead silence I slowly opened the door and walked out the cops were gone and Dylan was alive.
I looked at him and said, "How is it that you aren't mourning in pain."
"Because it doesn't hurt much."
What the hell...
"Dylan he shot you didn't he?" I said, coming closer to him but looking at his wound.
"Well yea---." Dylan started but I cut him off, "Then come on I am cleaning up your wound.
"It's fine really." Dylan said, walking to his room I followed him upstairs.
He took off his shirt, revealing a well toned muscle well groomed body. He didn't look like he was on steroids but he seemed like a fine athletic teenager.
He turned to me he had a six-pack damn what did he do when he was missing for over a year?
"Wow someone went a little over-board with the work-outs." I said, looking at him still in shock.
He smirked slightly and came over to me where was his bullet wound, it was like he never got hurt no blood. no scar no nothing.
"Why are you so afraid,