Beautiful Insanity

Chapter Five

Now let me tell you something about Kildares library, it was beautiful!on the right, there were shiny black cook shelves which were filled with old, untouched books. On the left there were brown, ragged wooden tables that had piles and piles of books because of me and Kildare. We've been here for a day and because I was tired I had fallen asleep. I woke up a few hours ago and started helping. Sadly we didn't find anything about my mark and, I mean why would we? Kildare looked up at me and smiles, "Find anything yet?" I slammed the book shut and pushed it aside, "Not even a single picture." I sighed and crossed my legs. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he gave me a confused look, " one second I'm telling Annel she can't go out to some party and the next thing you know, I'm in some boys house and, not just any boy, the Kildare!" He stared at me for a second and then starting chuckling. Of course, me worrying seems to be very funny to him. "The Kildare, I like the sound of that. But yeah, I understand what you mean by all this. It must be very awkward for you but trust me, I'm not a psycho. Anyway, after I found out about what this mark means I'll leave you alone." Ouch, why did it just feel as though I've been stabbed. "I know, I know. I believe the fact that you're not some psycho but trust me, there's nothing special about this mark. I've had it since I was a child."

"Yeah I get that but, you don't understand. This mark, I know I've seen it somewhere but, I just don't know where." Honestly, this boy isn't going to stop is he? "Well, clearly there's nothing in these books that can help us so we should just give up." He cocked his head slightly to the side as if he was lost in thought. I couldn't help but stare at this man. He really was beautiful. His eyebrows where thick and they showed content but, friendliness at the same time. I still don't understand how anyone could blame this man for anything. He was the sweetest man I've ever met, cocky, but sweet. His hair seemed to fall in all the right places. God, I just wanted to run my hands through his hair. I slowly started to lift my hand but quickly stopped myself when he started speaking again. Good gracious, what's happening to me? "I do know of one more place that maybe we can go to. I'm positive we'll find something about your mark there." I shrugged. "By now my caretaker probably thinks I'm missing or Annel probably came up with some kind of excuse like, I'm dead or something." I giggled, "I guess I have nothing to loose." He smiled softly, "So where is this place?"

"The Land of Naneth. I have a few good friends there and I'm positive that they'll be able to help me." I was smiling like an idiot because one, the Land of Naneth actually exists two, Kildare and I get to spend more time together and three, just the idea of Kildare having a few friends that trust him makes me very happy. "The Land of Naneth, I've always wanted to go there but, I never actually could." Kildare stood up and started stretching. Hot digg this boy was going to be the death of me. The way his

muscles stretched was unbelievable. As he stretched, I could see his perfectly

toned stomach and it was just too much. He placed his hand in front of my face

and I freaked out for a second, "What are we waiting for? Let's go!" I placed

my hand on his and I never realized how much bigger his hand was compared to

mine. They just seemed to fit perfectly well with my tiny ones. I got up and we

both exited the library. We had to leave through a long hallway to get in and

out of the library and it was also very breathtaking. The Sirens had an eye for

art and culture. He shut the library door and smiled at me, "Oh my! Hello

Kildare! It's been a long time hasn't it?" Who was that? Confused, I turned

around only to come face to face with three clowns. Literally, three clowns.