Chapter Seven - Keaton
Sometimes I wish I had a voodoo globe just to freeze the best moments...
Have you ever noticed that 'What the hell' is always the right answer to any question asked? Mrs. Halloway invited me to stay the night in the guest bedroom because I helped her saver her daughter. I shrug. I was goin to ask to stay anyway. Mrs. Halloway went to bed early but I stuck around in the living room watching whatever movie was in the DVD player. A shadows passes across the screen. I jump off of the couch and turn around.
"What the hell!" I scream as Lilia is standing on the stairs with a blanket around her.
Her eyes are vacent and indecipherable but I feel as though she's looking straight through me. She turns and her expression changes into something hard. "You are to protect this girl," she said but it's not her voice. It sounds as if a chior is talking for her. Lilia's arm rise as if to silence me even though I'm not speaking, "You are to make sure she is safe. Do not cause harm to her or we will cause you harm."
I jumped as Lilia's voice started to come back. Her eyes started to shut slightly. It's looks as if she's falling asleep. I was becoming well aware of the spirits leaving her at that very moment. Oh shit! She's standing halfway up her steep stairs and swaying uncontrollably. I start running for her as she becomes limp but I'm to late. Her body is already tumbling down the stairs. I stop her before she makes a crash landing on the floor. What an interesting and rude awakening that would be.
Ya they tell me to keep her safe when they just basically pushed her down the stairs. If they keep on interfearing like this, my job will be the biggest pain in the ass, I thought as I picked up Lilia.
The voices seem familiar but very distant. I decide that in the morning I'll ask my mom about it. She'll know what to do about Lilia, the spirits taking her over, and how to make sure she doesn't ahve any accidents anymore. Maybe duck tape will work for all the problems, I think. I chuckle to myself as I start to bring Lilia back to her room.
When I reach the final stair her head pops up and she looks at me with alert eyes, "Oh. I thought you were Caleb... My bad... Night."
"What the hell?" I ask her. She goes limp again, fast asleep. Does she know something I do not know?
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I wake up the next morning to the sound of singing. I look up to find that it's not my room but a guest bedroom in the Halloway house. I'm astonished I'm still here. I look down to see that I managed to strip off my pants and shirt. Its nice to know that I didn't get yelled at for sleeping in my boxers. I get up and walk out of the room and run right into Lilia. I look down to see her staring at all of me.
"Uh," I manage to say intelligently. I notice that her eyes are running up and down my body and I am a little worried of what she thinks of me.
"Oh uh... breakfast is ready," she stutters.
I look at her and she's only wearing a towel. And from what I can see, she should not be hiding anything but that's coming from a guys point of view. I nod as I pass her, her face turning redder and redder. I didn't know she was capable of turning that shade of red. I walk over to thier nice bathroom to see that the windows are steamed and the floor has water on it. Note to self: Do not slip and fall. I quickly go pee and wash my hands. In the mirror I notice, past the steam, that I need to save already. Damn. I quickly walk out of bathroom quickly and slip into my jeans and t-shirt. They don't smell to badly but I do wish I brought some cologne.
Lilia knocks on my door and opens it slightly only to peak into my room. I notice that she's still blushing badly and stifle a laugh. "Um, mom asks if there's any specific drink you want with your breakfast like milk or coffee or iced tea. Anything like that?"
I shake my head no and give her a small smile. I come up to her and grab her hand, "Lets go eat."
She nods and laughs a little. I smile as we walk down the stairs and into the kitchen. the smell of bacon, eggs, pancakes, fruit, and burnt toast invades my nose. When I finally do get into the kitchen I find a huge feast waiting for us. Mrs. Halloway is dressed in an art smock with her hair up in a messy bun. She smiles at me and waves goodbye to Lilia.
"Where is she going?" I ask her.
"Work," Lilia answers and looks at me like i'm crazy. "What? Don't your parents work?"
I nod my head, "My mom doesn't but my dad does."
She nods and grabs a plate and starts layering food onto her plate. I copy her and by the end my stack of food is three times larger than her stack of food. Before we sit down to eat out feast, Lilia turns on the radio and music from various Disney movies starts to play. The Lion King theme song starts to play and Lilia gains a little bounce to her step. I guess she doesn't feel anything from her fall down the stairs. Go figure. Those spirit things did manage to fix her.
"So why are we listening to the Lion King?" I ask.
Lilia shrugs, "My mom and I went to New York to see her art in a new exhibit and the Lion King was playing on Broadway. I begged my mom over and over and over again to go to it. Finally we did right after the grand opening of her exhibit."
"So your listening to it because..." I still ask.
"It was the only time I got out of this stupid state. And... The play was amazing," she laughs.
I'm confused, 'Wait... You've only left this state once?"
Lilia nods, "My mom says there is no reason to leave for now. I still got another year before college and my mom and I are going to Spain before I leave for college."
I shake my head, "You need to get out."
"I have gotten out! I've been to Denver, into the mountains, on Janyne's horse ranch!" she responds.
I shake my head, "Not far enough."
"Oh please. I'm ok with being stuck in Colorado."
"Really?"
Lilia laughs and shakes her head, "Hell no. I wanna live before my life is up."

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