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Chapter Three - Terrified

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Chapter Three
Terrified

I couldn’t handle being by myself at all.

I had been lying on my bed for hours now, and I still hadn’t had the courage to close my eyes. I didn’t like blindness, not even for a second. It scared me to blink.

Every five seconds my mind kept racing ahead of itself. I couldn’t keep my thoughts away from the murderous humans who were living in the houses next door.

I was hard to think about it, but even harder not to think about it. The thoughts made me sick, but I couldn’t stop from panicking about what could happen while I slept.

What if they got bored and decided to go kill some people? It would be just my luck, or lack of it, for the creatures to choose to destroy me out of random selection.
What if the humans thought it fitting to burn my house to ashes while I was sleeping? It would be exactly their nature. To kill as cruelly and inhumanely as possible.
What if I already had failed my mission? What if they already knew that something was wrong? That the woman who was their neighbour was now an alien? I’m certain they wouldn’t pass a chance to cut me up, slice me open and smear my silver blood all over the walls. I’m sure they’d enjoy it.

I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the images that flashed before me. I had to calm myself. I really needed sleep…

I’m in the dark. It’s frightening – I can’t see a thing! Please, someone turn a light on!
And someone does.
I can see now. I’m standing in the middle of the street, and if not for the moon, I would have sworn it was midday. I can see houses on either side of the road, with angry humans viciously glaring at me from their front doors.
But I couldn’t care less about what they are doing.
In front of me, barely five metres away, is Curt.
He must have been the one to let me see again.
I was about to run up to him, to hug him, to thank him, but he quickly pulls out a shotgun.
I was dead before I could move.

I woke up screaming and crying on the floor. My bed sheets were sprawled all over the ground with me, and my pillow was still on my bed. I couldn’t stop my hysterics for at least ten minutes. I abruptly stopped in panic when I realised that continuing to scream would only draw the humans’ attention to my house.

After my tears had dried, I looked up at the alarm clock. It was only 4am. Great. I’d only slept for an hour.

I decided that trying to get more sleep after that nightmare was a wasted effort, so I got up from the floor. I felt extremely groggy – it was a really unpleasant feeling – and I was light-headed. Twirling Petals would be over at nine to help me with my first insertion on Earth. It certainly wouldn’t help if I passed out during the procedure.

My bladder could not be ignored, so that was the human need that was addressed first. Though it was ridiculously early, I followed Kathy’s morning routine – I had a shower, got dressed and had breakfast.

As I walked down the stairs combing my wet hair, in the kitchen I saw the box of Wheat-Bix Curt would always have for breakfast. I couldn’t help but feel the very wrong unbearable pain in my chest.

In all honesty, the human neighbours were not the main reason I was terrified. I had freaked out because I realised that I felt safe during that nightmare. Knowing he was there with me in any form, even if it was only a figment of my imagination, made me feel protected from the dangers lurking outside.

It was an absurd feeling, missing someone I’d never met. To top it all off, the man wasn’t of my species, yet the love I felt for the man was undeniable. My subconscious had told me that he was a vicious creature, but I knew that wasn’t true. He was Kurt. He wasn’t a murderer.

I made peanut butter on toast – Kathy’s favourite – and poured glass of tropical fruit juice. It was relaxing to sit down at my table and eat, but I still couldn’t help my thoughts from darting outside. I shoveled my food into my mouth, threw it down with the juice, eager to find a distraction from my terror.

I found the television remote, and switched the TV on. I stayed away from news programs for I was sure the latest headlines wouldn’t calm me.

I settled for a music video program and turned the volume down until it was just background. I needed to settle my fears of being heard by the humans.

It wasn’t until I sat down that I realised I was shaking. I concentrated on relaxing one muscle at a time.

Eventually I was calm enough to sit back and watch the music videos, but that didn’t last long. Nearly every music video I saw had violence and swearing. Even leisurely activities involved hostility with this race. In one video I saw a young woman trying to hit a red-haired woman with a golf ball, and in another there was a man walking through a war while singing his song. I didn’t even bother listening to the lyrics – they were probably just as filled with bloodshed as the videos were.

I sighed and gave up on trying to do anything to distract me. Everything in this world was gruesome. Instead I closed my eyes and let my terror have me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I heard the doorbell ring. In my panic I stood up and started finding a place to hide until the vicious human disappeared.
“Hello?” I heard a voice outside.

When I didn’t answer, the voice called more loudly.

“Kathy? It’s Twirls,” she sounded really scared now. What was wrong? Was she having trouble with the humans?

I ran to the door to let her in before the humans could harm her, but as I opened the door it was not what I had expected to see. Twirls exhaled in relief.

“Thank god you’re okay!” Twirls exclaimed. She grabbed me in a tight hug. “I was panicking when you didn’t answer me and I assumed the worst and I wouldn’t have known what to do.” She was sobbing. I was touched that she thought so much of me.

“I’m fine, Twirls. Really, I am. You scared me. I wasn’t expecting you over this early.” I told her as she released me from the embrace.

“I really am sorry about that, but I just couldn’t wait any longer to tell you some great news,” she said, beaming.

I couldn’t think of any possibility of good news after my panicking during the night. When I didn’t answer, she continued.

“Kathy, your partner is coping better with his host. He decided he wanted to meet you” she smiled, wiping away the tears from her worry before.

“Really? Where is he?” I asked.

I was so excited to meet my assigned partner. I wondered what he’d be like. Would my host know his host? What if my host didn’t like him when she was human? I imagined it would probably be the same situation as the whole Curt thing, but a completely different emotion. I really hoped Kathy hadn’t met my partner’s host before. I didn’t want to judge the soul inside.

“He insisted on coming with me. He wanted to see you as soon as he could. He’s in my car.”

“Can I see him now?” I couldn’t help but asking.

“Of course you can,” Twirls replied.

She led me outside, and even though I felt extremely vulnerable out in the open, I felt safer with Twirling Petals here. We walked closer to the car that was parked on the end of my driveway. The car was a red Hyundai Accent and had extremely tinted windows. They were almost black.

The front passenger door opened and I saw a man get out. We both froze.
This wasn’t just any man.
He had the unmistakable light tan and messy light brown hair that I’d seen so many times in my host’s memories. I felt my heart rate increasing as I started to hyperventilate.
Curt.
Kathy’s partner.
As he stood there with his jaw metaphorically on the ground, I saw the silver sheen in his beautiful hazel eyes.
Curt was no longer human.
I saw the grass rush up to meet my forehead…

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