Chapter 2

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After question, after question, after question, we were getting closer ever moment, it was great not to listen about how the ghosts died. It was great to hear, how amazing, the surface is from someone who has lived there, before they died, so they got the new news.

After, about 20 minutes answering questions and asking them, I found out that its a dude, which made me flip 'I know its a dude, my dads going to hate him more'. He is 18 like me. Yay!! He has a loving family, that love him very much, I wish my parents were like that, but being the Satan's daughter, you could understand how he doesn't really know how to love that well. He has a pet dog called Alfred. And a lot more cool stuff, I told him a bit about my life.

I told him about my dad 'Satan', how he can be a butt, and how it sometimes has its pecks; he has a kind side if he gets what he wants. And a little about myself. My favorite color is black, and purple. I love to wear band shirts with an amazing ripped pair of jean, and my awesome joker converse.

But there was one thing that sparked my interest,

"That's amazing, you go to school" I say, with amazement,

"Yea, I do"

"Wow, that's awesome" I say with a sigh

"It actually really boring, we have to do homework, and listen to stupid teacher that know nothing about the subject" David says with a laugh

"I never been to school before, my dad says it bad for my brain, but he went to school though, which I get really annoyed about "

"I would understand why you want to go to school, though, I would too"

He looks in to my eyes, and I look at his. There was a weird aura him around that I can't stop noticing, normally I can read people but with David I can't, something is off here. I look deep in his eyes to see something horrible. Something that shouldn't happen to someone, not even me. I started to get sad for what happened to him.

"Are you ok, your getting teary eyed?"

"Yea I'm fine" I smile, a tear goes down my face

"Oh here, I get it" he gets a hanky out of his pocket and starts to wipe away the tear away from my eye, his hand touched my cheek, I started to blush, I have no idea why, but it just happened.

"There. All done"

"Thanks" I smile

"No problem" he looks at my eyes taking in the moment, I look at his brown eyes and he looks at my pure purple ones. we start to lean in, he holds my arm to lean in closer, our eyes are locked together. I could feel his breath on my lip. I start to close my eyes. 'Am I ready for this, I never kissed anyone, not even a boy'. As our lips are about the touch,

I could hear a familiar voice.

"So I think that we should put the death lily here, because, no one want to smell dead body's like come on"

'Oh crap' I back away from David, I could feel the heat on my face rising, I felt like a red tomato

"What's wrong?"

"You have to go!" "You have to leave here now!"

"No, it fine" he starts to lean in again trying to capture my lips with his but I couldn't. 'He' was too close to kiss David. I lean away again and try to tell him again that it's going to get bad if he stays.

"No it's not fine you have to go now!!"

"Hey, Michael, did you hear that?"

'Crap he heard me'

"Go now or 'He' will kill you"

"Tell me, who it is?" "That means I would know if he is a threat or not"

"You have only been here for, a few hours" "You wouldn't know"

"You won't have time now go, go"

"Tell me who it is right now!!"

"It's coming from over here"

'God dammit'

"Ok, I will tell you but you have to run far away, ok"

"Sure, I promise"

I really want him to be safe, I can't lose him, and he could be my only chance to know about the outside world, the only one that understands my feeling of being a teen.

Everyone here is old, and gross.

I can hear him running to us. 'If I tell him, he will freak out' and he will come 'If I just stand here, 'he' will still comes'. I don't know what to do. Fine, I'll tell him.

Before I let a breath out of my body, I hear loud breathing 'dammit'

"Layla, who's this?"

"Yay Layla, who this?"


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