Chapter 2: Faking And Summonings

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The darkness of the world isn't always evil, sometimes its kind. Just as the light of the world isn't always good, sometimes it it has the worst intentions of us all. Yet people still fear the dark and twisted in fear of being stabbed, often embracing the thing that ends them.

My screams were muffled through my hands as I turned to face the familiar figure. He was Vencent, a 'heavenly' angel who's hair is so blonde its practically white, eyes burn like embers and pierce to the core and soul effortlessly, his face was filled with an annoying innocence, clearly fake now that we were behind closed doors, I went to open to door. I had strength when in open spaces or the forest not my house. His hand beat me to the knob he was faster than me, and Syren was the only one who'd care if he took me away or ripped my life from my hands. I lived in this house alone and the banshee bitch down the street would cover my scream of terrors with her screams of hate and false betrayal. I bit my lip looking around for another escape route, none he'd beat me to all of them. My heart raced, as fight or flight mode activated.
"Mr.Emersen instructed me to tell you that he needs to see you." He spoke up before opening the door and stepping out whispering
"You were shaking like a leaf that's not very brave, but oh well" he gave me a smile that made my heart stop as he turned on the ball of his foot and left. I sighed slamming my door, sliding down it, he was rude and it drove me insane. My heart thudding, and thumped in my chest wanting free, and I wanted to free it. 

I finally got myself together and picked up a hair band, running a brush through my hair . Leaving the house I locked, passing the banshee and her victim, I stopped telling her what the whole street thought. 

"Shut the fuck up. This boy is infatuated with you for reasons unknown to me, why the fuck would he cheat on you? For fun and games? Because he won't even look at another girl with out comparing her to your dumb-ass so leave him alone." I bent over out of breath and headache forming from the yelling I'd just done, in all truth I was surprised I was still standing. Yelling took a lot out of me and drained my energy. The girl looked at him and than me before tackling the boy with kisses sending me on my way. No more distractions I ran to the school only stopping after inside.


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