"Kloeè, wake up!!", Shouts my older brother, Drew.
I hastily swing my legs out of my bed. The pads of my feet hit the cold surface of the wooden floor. I slip into my jeans and oversized sweater, and walk over to the body-length mirror.
My cheeks are hollow and you can see my collar bone. I have never been a girl with much meat on me. But I have never been like this. We rarely eat a full meal anymore, everything has burned in the fire that we started to burn the bodies of the Ifs.
A soft knock on my door sending my thoughts to the back of my mind.
"Emma? Can I come in?", its Hana.
I give a light mmhhmm and she walks in. Her beautiful blonde hair is pulled up into a glistening ponytail. She is wearing the shirt Jacob wore yesterday. Of course she is that's her boyfriend.
"You need to get ready we're leaving in about 5 minutes" she informs me. I give her a slight nod. She walk out and I hear her tell Jacob something I can't make out. Probably about how worried she is about me. I pull my hair into a tight ponytail and turn off the lamp. When was the last time we slept in a house that didn't belong to a dead person-- or a half-dead person. I walk over to the window only to hear a bloody scream coming from downstairs. I run down the stairs and run into the kitchen.
"Oh no!" I gasp taking in the horrible scene before me.
-----******-----******•••••••••••••••
How did u guys like my first two chapters let me know if they should be longer or shorter
YOU ARE READING
Why?
General FictionKloeè an 18 year old girl is stuck in a world with things called Ifs can she survive and also can she figure what is up with this stranger Noah?
