Resist the Prize: Chapter One

Chapter One: White Night

The town was dead an hour before midnight. Silence was screaming over the black sky, the clouds were dancing still and the road was alone except for a single black car.

Erich Garcia had her hair swollen by the freezing wind entering the back seat. The only part of her that was warm was her butt, unmoved for more than an hour. She wore a blue dress covered with glittering stones and a make-up as thin as a transparent paper.

"What's your problem?" Lake Sanchez said with a steady voice from the driver's seat. The road was wide and straight, so he stared at her on the rear-view mirror, from her bare feet up to her watery eyes . "It's your 18th birthday. Why cry?"

Erich kept her blood-colored lips closed and her shadowed eyes off the rear-view mirror. A large cloud was formed, enough to cover the whole town. The wind touching her paled skin became colder, forcing her to close the back seat windows.

"You're not your mother, Erich" Lake's eyes now on the road. "She's dead. You're alive. She's dead. You're alive. Live your life. If you're a normal person, it would only take six months to move on. Wake up, Erich. Your mother is two years buried. It's not your father's fault either. She's dead because she was such a ..."

Something inside her was broken. He was too much. "What, Lake? She's a what?"

"A slut. Is that enough?"