Free The Shattered Genesis (Eternity) by T. Rudacille Page A

then the world as we knew it didn’t make sense anymore and that was more dangerous than I could fully understand at that young age.
    “I do, actually .” She told me. “It was probably one of your stupid friends.”
    “They’re all in Ocean City!”
    “Says who? They said they would call when they got there. They never did.”
    “Just because they’re too drunk to pick up the phone doesn’t mean that they’re still here, trying to freak us out, Allie.”
    “They probably went to the new Halloween store and got a mask. You know it’s open all year round now.”
    “Do you really think that they would sit out there all night? And what about those noises?”
    “What noises?”
    “The noises i t was making! I know you heard it! That’s why you covered your ears all night.”
    “I don’t remember any noises.”
    I looked up at her to find that she was staring out the window, making a point of avoiding my eyes. I had known her long enough to know that mean t she was lying.
    I downed what was left in my coffee mug before pouring myself a fourth cup. I looked at the clock on the canary yellow wall of her kitchen; it was 9:35 and we had been downstairs for an hour. Drinking four cups of coffee during that time definitely didn’t help settle my nerves.
    “Allie, I know you’re freaked out. I am, too. But there is no way that thing was any of our friends pranking us.”
    “Maybe it was a neighbor kid, then. There are these stupid kids that live up the street from here tha t always ding-dong-ditch the house.”
    “People still do that?” I asked in disbelief. I shook my head slightly to get my mind back on topic. “It wasn’t anyone playing a prank. It was either a hallucination or…”
    “Or what?” She asked, looking at me now. “ Or wha t, Quinn?”
    We were both quiet, not knowing exactly how to answer the question I had asked. Neither of us wanted to. We didn’t want to face the truth. Who could blame us for that after what we had seen?
    “You’ll stay here with me tonight, won’t you? I can’t stay here alone.” She told me and the fear I had seen in her the night before resurfaced for a quick second.
    “Duh.” I replied and I saw the faintest trace of a smile on her face. “All we can do now is just see if it comes back. If it does, we’ll handle it. ”
    “How?”
    I looked at her and shrugged slightly.
    “I don't know. But I'm working on it.”
    XXX
     
                  We sat up with the blinds closed, dreading the moment that night fell, though we never said that out loud. I tried to remain as optimistic as I could when I knew down to my core that we would be seeing our freakish visitor again. Alice shook her head every time I tried to say that we wouldn’t until finally, I stopped speaking all together, realizing that she didn’t need me or anyone else to lie to her, ever.
                  As we sat in silence on her bed, my mind traveled back to when we first decided to go from being friends to boyfriend and girlfriend. Immediately, her mother and father objected, saying that it didn’t matter how far we had come as a society, we would still face the same barriers and prejudice interracial couples had always faced. Alice was young and naïve, they said, if she believed otherwise. But she was stubborn and so sure of the fact that we were meant to be. She didn’t hesitate to tell her parents that she saw herself ending up with me.
                  Young and naïve, they said again. Even if it weren’t an issue of me being black and her being white, the chances of us staying together for the rest of our lives or even through college were slim to none.
                  My parents were a little gentler about the whole thing, retelling all the stories they had been told by their friends who had married outside of their own race.
                  “Do you all have any idea what year it is?!” I had exclaimed furiously. “We’re