the dark of death

CHAPTER 1: The Begining

                 

                  Kate was playing a game with Charlie while mom and dad were cooking dinner. I was sitting there reading "All About How the Concept Of pi Was Made." Jack runs in, "Kate is gone!" he shouts. "what? What were y'all doing when she disappeared?" "we were playing hide and seek when I looked back she was gone!" Kate was 10 and had red hair blue eyes, wore jean overalls and had a habit of twirling her hair then Charlie was merely 5 with brown hair blue eyes and has a shirt that says daddys little dino and a face as chubby as can be. "Well, why don't you go look for her?" "umm ok but what if I don't find her?" "I'm sure you will '' as I said that Charlie ran off to go find his sister. An hour later Charlie comes back with Kate "I found her like you said!" "told you'' . "Hey Charlie, want to play chic and chicken?" Kate offered. "sure!" Charlie exclaimed.

Two hours later, and I have read this book 2 times but I still forget what the numbers are! "Dinners ready!" father said "the van is fixed" mother said. Apparently, my mother switched to fixing the van about an hour ago.  As we all head to dinner I ask "hey momma, since the van is fixed can I take it into town for some book shopping?" mother replied with "of course my hummingbird." Mother likes giving us little nicknames; she says it is the only thing feminine about her. After we all eat dinner I head out the door. Grab my coat and hop into the van and drive off into town. When I arrive at the bookstore I go straight for the fantasy sections. Fantasy is my favorite genre other than argumentative. The Argumentative genre lets me feel what others are feeling and it makes me feel social. As you can tell I am not very social but my friend Andr-Angelica is very energetic and social and had a lot of friends until...well.

Last summer she came out to the whole school as transgender. She lost all her friends because we live in freaking tennessee one the most homophobic states in the usa filled to the brim with cowboys with cowgirls and country singers who are hooked on tobacco. "And there is the devil incarnate " I whisper under my breath as I see Beth walk towards me. "Hey girl! ... or are you not a girl?" she says mockingly as she laughs. It sickens me... how she thinks she has the right to make fun of everyone even if she is close with people with the same thing that she is making fun of the person with. Her brother is trans his name is Harold and Beth is super supportive of him but hates everyone else it makes no sense. I try not to get too annoyed because she is the typical popular blond but this one is bigger around the waist. She does have blue eyes too so all the boys run after her.

"Where is your girlfriend? Haha I mean boyfriend"she mocks "shut up Beth ''oh but why bestie?"she jokes. "For one she is not your bestie, she is mine." Angelica says as she walks in "what are you even doing in a bookstore anyway your brain probably could not handle reading a book bigger than the ABC's." "Harold! Let's get out of here." Beth says annoyed. Harold is the only thing she has left after her parents died. Harold is about ten-years-old Harold also has DID and DID is a disorder in which one person has multiple fronts and it is caused by a traumatic thing happening at a young age and in Harold's case it is being abused by his parents and he literally saw them die in front of him. He was waiting for his buttler to bring out the food for him and his parents when he went to check up on the chef. He saw the chef pour something into it; he just dismissed it until the food was served. Harold was going to sit down when the butler told him not to, so he watched from the kitchen as he ate the special food that was made for him. When his parents started eating the chef had a smirk on her face. When the parents ate the food they started frothing at the mouth and going cross eyed. A few seconds later they just collapsed on the floor and the food went flying all over the room. When the chef was taken into custody she shouted "the only reason lady Beth is alive is because she will be the only one left to be at me and Harold's wedding!" At that time Beth was at her girlfriend's house so she was not able to witness it first hand so no one can feel the pain that Harold fealt.

As Beth walked off with Harold, angelica was surfing the fantasy section recommending me books like she always does. "Hey" she said "hi" I replied.
"Can I stay at your house this week? My parents are in a rage again and on top of that I received some more death threats" Angelica tells me.

"of course you can my parents wont mind much you know that" i say knowing that my mom will not very much appreciate it "I know but i still don't like to barge into peoples houses" Angelica grabs a book and hands it to me "here this book is a good book have you read it?" "no haven't" I replied, "I don't think? I mean we both have read almost all of these books like a million times!" "True. you know soon we might have to move genres or move bookstores and the nearest one other than this one is two towns over!" When those words left her mouth the feeling of anger rose in me as I realized that I have read almost all the fantasy and argumentative books. "Yep" I say to cover up my anger.

As we leave the bookstore with the last fantasy books in the store we haven't read yet we realize that Angela's car has been vandalized "let me clean that for you when we get home. Ok?" "no it's fine I will clean it myself" "well it is more fun if we do it together how about that?" she answers with  "ok!" Angelica drives her beat up vandalized honda civic behind the violently purple van driving to the small farmhouse on the hill in which I live.

When we get inside we greeted everyone with "hewo!" because one time when we walked in, Charlie was a baby and tried to say hello but he said hewo instead. It was so funny that it became a joke between friends. "I'm going to go wash Angelica's car! People have vandalized it again!" I yell "ok kiddo! Change your clothes if you get your clothes wet. Don't want you catching a cold!" Dad hollers from the kitchen he is already making desert. Mom is in her room trying to avoid Angelica because she does not think it is appropriate to change gender. Father thinks it is brave to tell everyone that secret but honestly he is a very polite person too he could just be pretending. I know he is a very good pretender.

As me and Angelica head to the garage we see a shadow zoom past. "What was that?" Angelica whispers. "It's probably just a trash panda." i add.

When Angelica and I finished the bath for the car we went to my room to change. "Angelica changed in the bathroom!" mother shouts from her room. "Ok mrs.Garfield!" Angelica calls back. Angelica and I grab our pajamas, pink and spoted with bows and pink booties and I have puff balls in the front of. Angela changes in the bathroom as I change in  the bedroom. Afterwards we sit in the room talking about boys, about stupid parents, and who is gay and who is not. My sister runs in and yells "can I join!" "no!" Angela and I say simultaneously. As my sister runs out of the room crying from us yelling at her we laugh so hard we are wheezing. That night we created a new secret language just for us to understand we call it A&C. Those are our initials Angela and Camianna. My parents decided to name there first born cami but wanted it a nickname so it was either Camianna (the mix of cami and anna) or Camicollan (the mix of cami and collan) but the coin they flipped to decide was on the head so my name became camianna.

The next morning we wake up and the first thing out of Angela's mouth is "what's for breakfast?" when she knows exactly what is for breakfast. Every time she stays at the nite  my dad makes her fav food for breakfast. Jelly toast and pancakes. We run down stares and we realized my dad was still asleep. We looked at the time and it was three in the morning. We grabbed snacks and ran back to my room as my mom was getting drinks for herself. "hello Axel" she cruelly says knowing that that is not her name. "Goodbye father" I answered her. She  hates when I do that but she deserves it if she doesn't like getting misgendered then why do it herself? We walk to my room and watch some Rom-Coms in my bed. My room is yellow with hints of purple. It had rock band posters all over it. When we finish three Rom-Com movies we head back down to check up on if dad was awake and low and behold my father is cooking in the kitchen. And as usual making pancakes and toast with jelly.

"Well good morning you two" he says with a cheerful smile. "morning" we answer "how did you sleep" he replies "good?" "Amazing '' Angela says back even though we only slept 2 hours. Dad sets the food on the table. "Eat up" he tells us. "come eat hellan" he yells from the kitchen to get my mom's attention. My mom grabbed her food and hurried back to her room. My mom and my dad have different bedrooms because they really don't like each other but they are really religious. They believe that divorces are just a disgrace. Well my mom thinks that but my dad doesn't mind. He is just a really nice person. Dad fixes the coffee and hands us mugs full of it. "can i have some?" my sister asks knowingly that she can't have coffee because of her meds.

If she has any caffeine she will have a heart attack. "Can we go out to the mall?" Angela and I ask. "Sure hunny" my father says. As me and Angela head out my brother runs at us and hugs her legs "don't leave" he says. "I will be back tonight to have a sleepover with your sister again tonight" angelica tells.