Devil's Creation

Chapter 15

Axel had just stood there watching me cry, without any emotion. I wanted so badly to tell him to go, but I was just too busy watering the ground to get a single word out. An hour went by, or maybe only ten minutes, when I could finally feel myself almost completely drained. I fell to my knees, way too exhausted to stand.

Axel finally moved and bent down in front of me. Worry, sadness, regret, these were a few of the prominent emotions that were showcased on his face at this moment. "Raven, I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault." I responded, with my arms tightly wrapped around myself.

He looked away from me. I probably looked like a complete mess. My hair was quite tangled, I probably had a very red face, and I was curled up in what seemed like a fetal position.

A few seconds later, Axel finally looked back at me and reached out to wipe a tear away. "They could have just gone out somewhere. Gone on a little vacation?"

"I don't know. Maybe." I said, completely unsure of that possibility.

After wiping the stray tear away, he rested his hand against my cheek. I look up into his dark eyes, his expression completely changing. He was now giving me the 'everything's going to be ok' look.

I grab his hand and pull it away from my face. "I want to be alone right now." I say just barely louder than a whisper. I looked away from him and didn't dare to look back up. I didn't want to see him angry.

But he wasn't angry when he replied. "Ok. I'll pick you up tomorrow. Be ready by 8."

I nodded my head, still without looking back at him.

He stared at me for an extra moment before getting up and walking out the front door. I heard the door click shut behind him and then eventually his car moving out of the driveway. When I could no longer hear his car, I lay down on the floor with the side of my face against the cool wood. I then let out the rest of my tears.

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I don't exactly know how long I laid there for, but it was now dark out. I suspect I probably fell asleep for a bit, but for how long? I don't know.

I got up from the ground and walked up the stairs to my bedroom. I crawled into bed, without bothering to change, and fell asleep.

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Beep Beep Beep

I smashed my hand onto my alarm clock, silencing it. Yesterday seemed like a dream. Well maybe not a dream. It gave very much nightmare energy.

I sit up and throw my legs over the edge of my bed. Then remembering my parents, I quickly rushed over to their bedroom. I banged the door open, not caring if I was going to get a punishment for waking them up, only to see that it was still empty. The driveway was also still empty, no car.

I walk back into my room feeling like I was going to throw up, and look over at the time, 7:06. I have a little less than an hour to be ready for Axel to pick me up.

I grab some clothes out of my dresser and go to the bathroom to have a quick shower. After I'm all washed up and dried off, I dress into the clothes I brought to the bathroom. A plain dark blue shirt, and grey sweatpants. I don't usually wear my sweatpants that often because when I wear them I have to pull the string and tighten it as much as possible, but I wanted to wear something other than the jeans that I almost always have on.

I then grab my hairbrush and brush all the tangles out. Once all that was done, I went back to my room to see that it was now 7:34.

I pick my bag up and off of the ground that I had thrown on last night, and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. After walking into the kitchen, I immediately grabbed a bowl, some cereal and milk. I was so busy crying yesterday that I hadn't eaten anything. I put the cereal into the bowl before pouring the milk. (If you do it any other way, your crazy and I don't trust you one bit)

I ate quickly, which involved less chewing and more swallowing. After finishing the bowl of cereal, I washed the bowl and spoon and then looked out the window to see if Axel had arrived yet.

His black car was parked in my driveway. I quickly slipped on my shoes and grabbed my backpack. After locking the front door behind me, I walked to his car and got in.

"You're definitely looking better than you did yesterday." He commented as I sat down next to him, in the passenger side of his car. "Still no parents?"

"No. I don't know where they went." I looked out the car window as he backed up onto the road.

It was a cloudy day today, the sun nowhere in sight. This causing everything to look darker, including Axel's eyes. Why am I always looking at his eyes?!

"I'm sorry." He said looking over at me.

I stared right back at him. "I already told you, it's not your fault."

He looked away from me and back to the road ahead of us, and looked just as bad as I felt. His whole mood confused me. Why did he care so much about what happened to my parents? Most importantly, why did he care so much about me?

My words were the last few that were uttered for the rest of the ride. We didn't say anything until we got to school.

"Well we're here." He said, parking in the same spot as yesterday. "I'll see you at lunch, ok?"

I tried giving him a smile. "Yeah, ok."

I got out of his car, swung my backpack over my shoulder and made my way into the school. I went straight to my locker to deal with my textbooks and binders. I placed my books from yesterday in my locker, and then grabbed my English and Social Studies books.

Socials was the first block today, so I walked to the right wing of the school and into the classroom. Sitting down at my seat at the front of the class, I saw that Mr. Johnson, (my social studies teacher) looked extremely sad for some reason.

"Is everything ok?" I asked him.

He looked up suddenly from the paper that he was reading at his desk. He seemed to not have heard me come in and got startled. After composing himself, he replied to me in a sad tone. "I'll tell everyone once they all get here."

I looked away from him and took my phone out of my pocket to see that there were still five minutes left before the warning bell rings. Axel must have driven like a maniac, cause we got here pretty early.

I put my phone away and waited in silence as the rest of the class trickled slowly in.

Once the whole class was seated and the second bell rang, Mr. Johnson stood up and began. "As you all know, Elijah Lewis has been in the hospital with fatal injuries and doctors have stated that he might not have woken up." He took a slightly shaky breath before continuing. "Well he sadly passed away last night."