Rune Scars

Chapter 2

I know I know.. I need to do some basic editing. But, hey we're not all perfect right? Thanks for the reads guys! I'm trying to get this up as fast as possible.. so, forgive me for spelling issues and bad punctuation... I like periods and commas incase y'all haven't noticed.. I also know that this is pretty much a filler.. and I'm sorry for announcing the release when it only saved as a draft for some reason... my laptop hates me sometimes haha As always.. thanks for reading and enjoy:)

---M.K.---

I laid there in the nurses office under her watch for two classes just to make sure I'd be ok. Unfortunately, I was still under mystery man's careful watch as well. I wasn't sure why this bothered me so much. Maybe it was becasue I barely knew his name, but he seemed to pop up right as I got my permanant markings, and I trust my Godess to bring into my life what she needs to bring in. I'd read in my books that if your God or Godess introduces you to someone the day you get your mark, you can either create a good relationship, or a bad one that will cause you to have an arch enemy for the rest of your life. I already have enough people who don't like me here in Luboock.. I dont need anymore. I pretended to be asleep while my two guardians talked.

"So, really Dante tell me what happened to the poor girl.. She's been out for a while." I could hear her concern leaking through her voice. Ms. Laura patted my leg like a mother does when her children need comfort. She'd been the nurse at all my schools seeming to follow me from schol to school. I was alright with that becasue she was like a third mother to me anyways. I'd found her short black bobcut, bright voice, and deep hazel eyes to be a comfort over the years. I've gone to see her for a billion reasons over the years. So her deep concern was no shock to me..

"Ms. Laura." A deep husk started talking sending shivers down my spine and inappropriate thoughts of the muscles wrapped around my waist. I rolled over and tried to clear the thoughts as he continued talking. "She looked to be in quite a bit of pain before she stood up, and when the bell rang she literally jumped out of her seat and when she was picking up her things I could totally see where this was heading, so I jumped up and managed to get behind her before... ya know..." he trailed off and I could feel his eyes on me from where he sat from across the room. I thought I heard concern lightly trailing his words.

I felt a light push on my shoulder trying to wake me up and it worked. I groaned in displeasure rolling over carefully opening my eyes. I sat up slowly and Ms. Laura's hands wrapped around my shoulders to steady me from falling. Another set of hands replaced hers as she wrapped around my waist to help me stand up. the room started spinning again so I closed my eyes and tried to breathe and not think about the arm securely holding me up.  Why could I not stop thinking about him? My Godess. what the hell is going on here? My thoughts continued as Ms. Laura moved allowing "Dante" to completely envelop me in warmth and strength holding most of my weight. I blushed again knowing I was not the lightest weighing female in the world, and as if he could read my mind the deep voice whispered "Dont worry Bren.. I got ya.."

I felt his muscles tighten around me as Ms. Laura gathered up my things and handed them to Dante. I looked at her confused and her eyes told me my parents were outside coming to take me home so I wont have to deal with the idiots that haunt Hawking High. I'm sure I'd hear all about it tomorrow if i even came. Some new rediculous nickname would pop up, and id hear it all day. Just because I didnt hang out with the popular crowd and didnt follow most peoples beliefs. My Irish heritage and strong willed bilogical family taught me to believe in the Celtic Gods and Godesses. And to use magic, my thoughts, and my spirit to accomplish things.

Dante walked me to my "Mom's" blue mustang gently gliding me into the front seat, and shutting the door. I watched him walk around the car to put my things in the trunk. I barely even knew his name and he was taking care of me as if I was his princess. A large tan hand came into sight of the rearview mirror, and  that's when I noticed a black marking on the inside of his arm by the large upper arm muscles. I felt my eyes widen at the markings, Most people thought they were tattoos probably, but I knew different. Though his blatently obvious spanish heritage had me confused. What did this mean? Did he have my beliefs as well? I'd heard of others not of our heratige joining, but it took a long process for the God's to accept them. I studied the marks as fast I could to memorize them for research in my books later.

The trunk shut, and I turned to wave goodbye as Ami revved her mustang's engine loudly. He tipped his head in almost a bow. Which shows an intense amount of respect for those of our beliefs, and it's a sign mostly directed towards elders of our family. A sign almost lost in our generation. Turning back around i sighed thinking about the mocha eyes of the rock that held me up for most of the morning. Why the all of a sudden interest in me? I made a mental note to confront this mysterious sweetheart the next time I saw him. I let my eyes fall closed as Amii made the drive home, and I let sleep soon consume me.