Nico di Angelo, Flowers of Death

The Boy chapter 1

-Ambers p.o.v-

My mind buzzed from the music I was blasting in my ears. I danced around the kitchen in my red tank top and grey sweat pants. I usually didn't wear shorts sleeves, but no one was home except me. Nobody has been for the past three days.

They went on a vacation. My hole family, with out me. My mom, dad, brother and grandma. Some sort of cruse I wasn't invited to. What ever!

It was maybe about nine at night, dark shadows creased across the room. I never bothered to turn on the lights. I don't like them to much.

My ear buds caught on the knob of a cuberd and where yanked out of my ear.

"Stupid, can't ever work right, can you" I mumbled to my self. As I bent down to scoop them up I felt a cold tingle in the room.

It dropped by like ten degrees. The shadows darkened and a heard a slump of a body in front of me. I quickly looked up.

Out of the corner of the room came a boy about my age,14,15 he wore all black and his hair looked as thought he hasn't brushed it in years. It was black, long and stuck up in places. I let out a small squeak.

"W-who are you" I asked. I got no reply just the boy passing out on the floor. He looked utterly exhausted.

I ran over to him , why? I have no idea. He was and introder In my house but.... his olive skin looked so fragile. He had bags under his eyes.

He stated to flicker in and out of existence, almost like a ghost. The way he layed was so similar. I knew the look of exhaustion he had and the dark cicles under his eyes. He was just like me after I......

"Snap out of it Amber" I said but this boy looked so fragile, like he needed protection.

( sorry this starts off really slow but it will pick up in the next chapter or two, I am really bad at starting off stories 😁😁)