Chapter One: Clumsy

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" A book is a fragile creature, it suffers the wear of time, it fears rodents, the elements and clumsy hands. So the librarian protects the books not only against mankind but also against nature and devotes his life to this war with the forces of oblivion."

~Umberto Eco

Your mother frail body couldn't handle most tasks now that she's older. You help her the best you can and you always did it without arguing, you were all your mother had left. Your father left your two to fend on your own when you were young. You didn't care, that was before you even was born.

Hurrying up the steps to your house, you already had a list of chores set. Luckily you didn't have any pets to worry about besides the dog down the road you fed on afar but you could never dare yourself to go any closer.

"Y/n" You mother called out weakly from her room. You walked up the creaky stairs to your mother's room down the hall, " I need you to go to the store and buy us some meats to eat later". She paused and you waited patiently " Does pork-chops sound nice to you?" She weazed out alongside a bad cough that hurt you every time you heard her and it heart your heart to see.

"Nice mother"

She already had the money for you waiting on the edge of the bed, you ran out still in your short skirt that you were required to wear for school and burgundy polo shirt. You long ponytail flew in the wind and you tugged you jacket closer to you.

You reached the grocery store at the end of the block near the outskirt of the woods. It was quiet lonely walk but you'll do anything for your mother. It was getting dark but the sun was still out, two men stood by the entrance whispering to each other in low quiet murmurs that not even an elephant could hear. You looked up at the lovely sky it was a beautiful violet color that was normally seen around here, So lost in your thoughts you tripped on the step. You fall onto your knees and you skirt flies up, your pink panties were exposed flustered, you picked your self up but not without the help of one of the men. You face was red with embarrassment and you don't think the other man noticed who was now looking into the forest across from the grocery store. You whispered out a quiet " Thank you" and he didn't reply he simply stared into your eyes with a foreign gaze you didn't quite understand. He held your held ruined hand for a long time before you tugged it away.

"What an odd man" You whispered to yourself, he heard you but you didn't know. The blush never went away. Your mother had already ordered the premium meats and they were ready to go when you went aside.

When you came out the men were still there but they had switched spots. The one with a yellow hoodie was on the other side apparently looking for someone while the other one in the tan jacket was where the other had been. You considered finding a different route, everything in your body told you to run from the mystery men.

Clumsy you skipped a step this time resulting in you bumping into a very angry man, the one with the jacket the other stared and you weren't used to all these people staring at you, you were a loner at school and did what you were told. You were small, 5'1, and these men were at least 6'ft+, it mad you rather uncomfortable.

"Watch your step" The man called out angry, you couldn't help that you were clumsy but he didn't have to be so mean. People were always mean. The man looked as if he would kill you but the other man grabbed his partner calming him down instantly, whispering things to each other while looking at you and the uneasy feeling only got worst.

You speed walked home with the feeling of being watched, you had gotten home just before it was time to start your chores. " Y/n, Your mother called out and you waited for you know she had something else to say, "How did it go?". 

"It went fine, but I think some gay guy thinks I was flirting with his boyfriend" You yelled out, you both laughed in response unknownst to you both that the killers heard every word and they were not gay.



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