The Keeper's Tale

The Blood Lines

Please read I added more to it because the first time I wrote half of it on one computer then the other half on a different computer then I updated off my phone so the second half of it didn't get saved and I had to do it all over again, this is her bike and Vote!!!

I lay my head on my pillow and think of the last few hours. I look at the ceiling searching, asking, no begging for answers. I can't get it out of my head and I can't sleep. What is all of this and for some unknown reason why do I believe it.

I grab my head in complete frustration. I look at the darkness around me, and wonder how could I have been so oblivious to it all. I overlooked it so easily, how. I don't understand and I so desperately want to. I am bewildered in bewilderness, I am so confused and I don't even know what i'm confused about.

I throw the covers off of me and stand up. I run my hand across my face and into my hair. I sigh and walk towards my door. I open it and make my way to the kitchen. I am still in the dark, I wouldn't have it any other way. Lately I find myself clinging to the darkness like it holds some kind of connection to me.

I poured myself a glass of water trying to sooth my uneasiness. I took long short sips trying to hold on to the lasting calmness, almost like I expect it to disappear. I so wish I could quench my curiosity.

" What, why, how" I scream to know one.

I look around the darkness. Almost like someone will answer me. Aston, he said he will always be with me.

" Aston I need you" I said almost in a whisper.

Nothing comes of my foolish behavior. I took long, slow strides back to my room. I enter and laid on my bed. Not daring to pull the covers back. I stared at the ceiling once more.

I feel my limbs becoming numb, so I get off my bed. The goose bumps on my arms visible to the naked eye. I pulled my curtents back, surprised to see the sun shining back at me. I must have been laying there longer than I previously thought.

I went to my bathroom and washed up in the shower. I looked in the mirror even though, I didn't get one ounce of sleep,.no bags. I wash my face and brush my teeth. Not bothering to wear make-up. I go to my closet, looking for something to wear.

I get out a black short sleeve V-neck, some light blue jeans and some black and white high top converses. I curl my black hair.

I take my phone off the charger and grab my keys, headphones, lip gloss, and the envelope Aston gave me. I put on the lip gloss and I'm ready to go. I go outside to my motorcycle it's all black. but the handle bar foam is a maroon color. I sling one foot over my Angela (Motorcycle name). I pull out the envelope and look in it. It has an address, 45827 Harlin rd. Then Three simple words, The Blood Lines.

I type the address in to Angela's GPS and I'm off, it took about 45 minutes to get there. It was an old abandon house. It was large, four stories hundreds of windows. Sadly the window were busted and the paint was chipping. Vines were climbing there way up the house.

I can only imagine the extravagant ball and galas, they use to have here. I can see it now. Hundreds of people all in fancy dresses, each one different than the last. The men all in suits and bow ties. Woman glancing at the men they are dancing with. Laughter fills the air, not one person without a smile on their face. delicious food surrounding them. Their wine glasses filled with airy ,off light liquid.

I was so caught up in day dreaming I didn't realize I was already at the door. I pulled the door open and stepped inside. I didn't like the vibe I was getting from this place.The door swiftly shut, I turned around and looked at the door wondering if it will move again.

I jumped as I heard an unknown voice say.

"Well finally, I have been waiting for you Keeper."