My Heart Is Spoken For - Chapter 1

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  • Dedicated to Chalk outline of a demolished Quality streets box (Hexagon)
                                    

Hi, this is my new story My Heart Is Spoken For. It's mainly about Kara and how she loves her adopted sister, Bell. She has devoted her entire life to her, but starts to fall in love with Blake. The story is her point of view as she begins to trust and love after her family issues. She has always planned to kill her self for Bell to get a heart, if she can't get one in time. As she falls deeper for Blake she now has something to live for. To chose between Bell and Blake, is made harder when she has heard Blake's past.

I had to do so much research, hope it's worth it. Read it, comment, vote or all of the above...  

Chapter 1

Kara's POV 

The sun sank behind the rooftops. I smiled from my place on my roof. The moment before darkness, the sky was a baby blue, with salmon pink clouds drifting by. This is my favourite time of day. And people down on the street walk quickly away, in a rush to get somewhere, never looking up. They don't notice me or the beautiful sky.

 

Kara Cole. That was my name, but now it's Kara Clarke. I joined the Clarke family eight years back. My old family fell apart, causing me to be untrusting and find it hard to love anyone. Even now I struggle with my past. Mr and Mrs Clarke have a chain of restaurants, high-class, 5-star ones. It keeps them too busy for their daughter, Bell. Sadly, Bell has Congenital Heart Defects. This heart disease has been with her since birth. That's where I come in, I'm the adopted daughter whose job it is to care about Bell. And she's the only one I love. She is my family, and I will protect her. I will do anything for her...

 

----------Flashback---------

I screamed. Both in the dream and now, in this room. I glanced at the clock, it was mid day. I felt pleased at my sleeping almost the entire night. I left the warmth of the bed, and looked at myself in the mirror. The dark circles under my eyes have lessened. My nine year old self has, dark hair which hung in waves to my shoulders and I have deep blue eyes. The blue use to shine with life and happiness, but now their but an echo of their former beauty.

I remembered that we were going to have visitors today, new foster parents. But the time was an hour ago, they'd be long gone by now. I doubted, if I had meet them, my chances of adoption would have gone up. I just arrived a week ago, I'm too damaged. I felt sadness leak into my heart, so I climbed out the window. Being up high, and looking all around me, made me feel relaxed and safe.

 

The new day was warm. I climbed to the top of the roof and looked ahead. I stood with closed eye's. I stretched my arms out for the breeze that passed me by. A minute later, I became aware of some commotion down on the ground. I opened my eyes and peered down. Miss Parr and the other children looked up with wide eyes. Two other people I don't know looked up as well. "Stay still Kara." She said aiming for calming, but she was too nervous to reach it. "Please, don't jump." Well of course I wont jump. Oh, they think I'm going to kill myself! How could they think that after my mom? Or maybe it was because of my mom. I banished the thought from my mind. I planned on returning to my room, like I did every other time I had been up here. But when I moved Miss Parr screamed, which froze me. I got down on my tummy, out of view of her, and crawled though my window. I entered in ninja style. I walked out the room and down stairs.

 

They were still on the ground outside my window, staring up and the roof while exchanging panicked whispers.

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