Ch 2 Dinner

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When I reached the bottom of the stairs, the screaming stopped the house was silent I walked quite and gracefully to another room which happened to be the kitchen there was Stormy her hand was sliced open she was passed out on the tile on the floor and my mom's boyfriend who's skin was a dusty pale and his teeth looked like he had fangs. No it couldn't be he doesn't have fangs does he..? I hid around the corner so he and my mom couldn't see me. He was acting strange, his hand over his mouth and the other over his nose. "Hunny you need to get Stormy to the hospitable take Mia with you please..." you could hear him trying to contain his saliva, it was sickening who drool's over blood the only time I've heard of that is in story books or overrated movies about... vampires...No...Ha-ha no... I'm going crazy. It's just everything that's happened the past 2 days. I hurried to the bottom of the stair case so it looks like I just came down the stairs "Mia we need to!" mom yelled as she came to the hallway and noticed I was at the bottom of stairs "Is everything alright?" I asked even though obviously I already knew I gave myself a dumb founded look and batted my eyes "Yeah it's Stormy...she cut her hand while trying to slice the ham we need to get her to the doctor's." she said quickly as she slipped on slippers "Do you want me to call the ambulance?" I asked. "No..." She scooped Stormy s tiny body and carried her to the hallway "You need to come with me... Hurry now" she said in a quickened voice. I opened the door for her and she walked through quickly and I followed after. For some reason the car was already started and the car was pulled up and the passenger door was opened. I don't recall seeing anyone pass me to get the car and my mom's fiancé is still in the kitchen hovering over the blood the last I seen. Mom shut Stormy in to the passenger seat and then walked over to her door and sat in the driver's side, I crawled to the back of the blue minivan, about 3 years old. Mom and I almost shut the doors simultaneously the doors made the perfect clunk when they latched like brand new right off the car lot. The interior had fake leather. And tan ceiling and dash board the floor was almost the same except it looks like 2 blood stains beside my seat I sat uneasily and reached over and buckled up. Mom drove out of the drive way swiftly. Not even 4 min on the road we pulled up at some ones house not a hospital "You need to wait here... I'll explain later" mom said as she unbuckled. She gracefully got out of the van and slammed the door and walked over to the passenger side door and grabbed Stormy in bridal position like it was nothing Stormy's hair cascaded down against my mom's arm like a waterfall my mom backed up just as I was going to lean forward and shut the door for her she kicked the door shut with her black stiletto's she always wore stiletto's since I can remember, it was her signature thing I guess. I looked out the tinted window at my mom as she walked up to the door. Instantly without her saying anything or knocking the door swung open, from what I could see no one was there to open the door. What is going on in this town? I begun to try to remember when I lived here when my mom and dad were still together, but for some odd reason I couldn't. I thought harder. Nothing. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I felt a cold chill, I got light headed. A few seconds later my eye's got heavy. My body went limp and my head hit the frame against the window and I passed out........ I woke up I was in my bed under my lime green cover and my starchy white sheets I could tell they were bought these new and no one has even remotely laid on them until me I ran my right hands fingers against the fuzzy white pillow propped between me and the wall, it was soft and reminded me of, something familiar I couldn't quite place my finger in what. I rolled on to my side to face the other wall my room was pitch black but I could still picture exactly what my room looked like from my door ways point of view it's actually not that big of a room my walls are a lime green with wood trimming painted white to the right is my closet with a white slid door pretty decent sized then if you faced forward is a loft bed (top bunk where the bed is and below is a computer desk) It is white on the computer desk is my laptop and a vase with Tiger Lily's in it, of course fake so they will never die and a black computer desk chair below that is a white and green checkered print rug over top of my oak wood floor to the left of my room is a bay window with white curtains and underneath with deep green (emerald) sheer curtains... Then it dawns on me how in the hell did I get into my bed? I sat up on my side and propped myself up with my arm the bed sunk down cause of my sleepy body weight. I was about to get up when I seen a figure outside my window... but not human, I mean it was a human figure but something evil, I could just tell. The figure disappeared and then my window flew opened. I screamed and quickly covered my head up and lay dead still on my bed barely breathing... Who, was is or should I say what, I felt like something was watching me and was right beside me but not physically, I closed my eyes tightly "I know you're awake" said a deep familiar voice... "Dad...?"

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