The Back-story, prologue if you will.
No... It couldn’t be, he wasn’t dead. Was he? I didn’t know, for all I knew; I could be dead. My thoughts were hovering between nothingness and lunacy. I had never known my mind had such sinister places, I thought I knew myself, I thought I knew the world, I thought I knew him. I was mistaken.
I started to sit up and was amazed at what I saw. I saw my run of the mill walls, my usual bookshelves, and my typical clutter. I was in my room; strange, wasn’t I fighting for my life not even a second ago, was not the only thing I truly wanted gone. Apparently not, it must have been a dream, or so I hope. I get dressed and walk downstairs, slightly on edge but everything seems to be okay. My life was like it was before I met her, before I met him. It was weirdly comforting. So, I guess you have no idea what I’m talking about, and anyone who reads this will think I’m crazy and need a big white padded room, but if somebody reads this, I’ll be lifeless by then. When did this all start you may ask? Well I met this girl, strange, weird, and a little bit sadistic at times. Perfect, Right? She was awesome, she knew so much about random things, she could tell me the most random things and say it in such detail and smartone that she sounded like she knew what she was talking about. She said strange words all the time and was so hyper crazy around me but then tell her to talk to another human outside of school or family, and she went still and scared to death. To protect identity’s I will call her Bela. Sounds nothing like her. Well, Bela was weird, but she was so not there that I wished that I was her, careful what you wish for. She could take insults with a smile and call you ugly and fat in her high squeaky voice without blinking. The next thing you know, she’s rambling on about something in her deep librarian’s voice. I never really did hear her true voice. She also dressed abnormally, like she wasn’t used to what we wore; now I know why. I am spending so much time on Bela because this is where everything started to go wrong. After a whole two school years, I knew her pretty well, that is until I found out she had a brother, or at least that’s what she called him. Again name change I think he fits Darien pretty well, tall dark smart and charming. But don’t forget, bloodthirsty, inhuman, cold-blooded killer, and lets not forget the person who damned and saved my life all in a single night. If you want to stick to the ways of the common human than don’t read on, if you want to know horrors beyond imagination, I still recommend not to read and possibly a shrink. I am NOT a good writer so don’t expect this explanation to be a good read. Interesting, Maybe… Creepy, Hell yes.
I am writing this to tell people what really happened, not what the government or the “Bad” people would cover it up with. So the day I met Darien. First day of 9th grade and Bela walks in with a tall dark mysterious, and did I mention handsome; guy. She knows me well and knew what I was thinking; she punched me in the arm and told me he was her annoying brother, back from some private school. Since when you did you have a brother, I stared at her in question and she explained, adoptive brother. What grade I asked him, Bela answered for him, ninth grade. I almost squealed in excitement, I get really weird around tall people, especially dark haired silent types. He was in all my classes, even advanced English lit. , except for study hall, but that was good I couldn’t focus on anything with him in the same room. During lunch on the 4th day of school he had come to sit with us, but hadn’t eaten anything. When he left he dropped his notebook, I would have handed it to him or Bela, but they had both left school early, strange but not unusual. In the notebook, yes I looked I couldn’t help myself, was a scrap of paper with an address on it. Must be his I thought, I should return it to him I thought, God I need to stop thinking. So after I had gotten home I told my mum I was walking to a friend’s house, and it wasn’t a lie. I figured that Darien and Bela must live together; strangely I had never been to her house before. So I went over there, the first mistake of many.
My Fariy Manipulation Hope Ya Like!!
