Chapter 2

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We sat there in complete silence his living room. The instant he came to the door I wanted the streetcar to come back. The man terrified me so much I thought I was gonna pee my pants. Everything in my body demanded to run, but I couldn't make myself go. He just stared at me looking almost puzzled and amused. And what was with him and those sunglasses.

"Did Nick send you," he asked.

"No," I said probably a little to quickly.

His eyebrows shot up, but the rest of his expression didn't change one bit. "Are you sure about that? This is something he would do."

"One, that's just mean. Two, I don't know who Nick is."

I could tell he still didn't believe me. I rolled my eyes and got up to leave. I didn't think I could do this, actually I couldn't, not now at least. I always wanted to know my dad, but not if he was going to stare at me the whole time and ask me if this Nick kid sent me here.

I was half to the door when he said, "Where do you think you're going."

"Out," I said walking out and slamming the door behind me. Just like that I walked out and sat on the end of the stairs to let everything out. I held too much in for someone who barely had time to mourn. I looked up at the dark sky, to see it was full of stars. My mom and I always sat outside our house in the back staring at them for hours.

One time it got so late we fell asleep out there and got woken up from the sprinklers. Oh it was so funny, my mom woke up saying that we'll smell like night for days and that the stars rained on us.

I laughed through the tears remembering it and sighed as the pain was slowly returning. I grabbed my knees tucking my head between them crying silently.

"I just wish you were still here. I never thought I'd miss you calling my name when I don't listen, so much. I'm sorry. I love you so much," I whispered hoping I'd get an answer back.

I didn't, it was nothing but the hum of the night that I was able to hear. I felt a hard hand on my shoulder, knowing it was Acheron it didn't scare me. Right now I just wanted to be alone. I jerked my shoulder away and started to walk away from his house.

"Honestly, tell me where you are going to go. If you know yourself," he yelled out to me.

I turned around so fast I thought I had whiplash, but I didn't care. Right now all I felt was anger and pain, nothing else.

"Look I've made a huge mistake coming here. And right now I just want to be left alone. I don't know who this Nick kid is that you're talking about and he didn't send me here. For all I know Joe sent me here so he wouldn't see my face and know that he let my mom die." I wiped a tear that went astray away. I didn't want him to see me so weak, but I wasn't about to stop my rant right there. "You wanted to talk, but you haven't said a single word to me other than who sent me here. I'm a small town girl from St. Louis, Missouri. I'm 16, and honestly if I wanted to Id just take your car and leave to go home. We've talked now, so you can go back to ignoring me," I yelled to him down the driveway.

"Like I said I'm sorry about your mom. I know what it's like to have lost everything you have, that it burns so hot that you blood feels like it's boiling. Just come inside and we can talk for real I have other questions. And those need to be answered," he said sternly.

I followed him back up the stairs, back to his living room. He walked so graceful in his black leather pants and black shirt that hugged his body, showing his muscles.

From what I could tell we weren't alike that much. It seemed like it was just our golden like skin tone and our eyes even though I couldn't see his. He had this lethal, powerful aura surrounding him.

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