The Hidden Ones

Chapter Three; Hayden

Bravery. Bravery is something I do not have. I have one question.
Do only hero's have bravery?

Aiming the camera at the beautifully standing, green oak tree, snapping an picture before smiling an slight smile. "Perfect." My small body fell into the patch of green grass and growing Daisy's. I have always been the one to examine nature in the best ways possible, old, dying tree? Sure I'll still find an reason to love it. My mind has always been quite unique- to depressing, killing thoughts- to the beautiful aspects of nature- to just possibly anything. I looked to left from right twice before my cheap android phone had an ding, I slowly picking it up and taking a look at the message someone had sent.

From:Unknown number
To: Hayden's cell
I'm always watching.

I felt my breathing hitch for an good second before looking around. It was probably some classmate tricking me, very funny. I rolled my eyes playfully and let out an small giggle from the thought of someone kidding with me.

From: Hayden's cell
To: unknown number
Very funny! Cool joke

What I didn't know was that little text could turn to something so big, and so dangerous.

One Month later.

"I'm an angel with an shotgun." Loud, jumpy music echoed through my pretty, decorated room, decorated with tons of band posters of; Panic! At the disco, Fall out boy, and my chemical romance. I shook my hips around and waved my arms high into the air, beginning to sing quite loudly. Currently my hopeful mother searched for an job, an job to earn enough money to raise for her small family. It was just her and I, I've been the only child and my father passed exactly three years ago from murder at age thirty-two.

I turned the booming sound from my iPod off and breathed heavily as I sat onto my single bed. I wanted my father back, I needed him back, I was his little boy. He didn't know I was an boy though, oh no, he thought of me as his little princess.

I felt tears threaten to fall out of my already red eyes. "I miss you dad." I mumbled before laying my head onto my fluffy pillow, feeling the coolness seeping off the pillow. "I really miss you dad.. I need you." I feel warm damp drops run down my gentle, soft cheeks as I curl my body into an ball like an rollie pollie scared of the human being holding it. At that moment, I just couldn't take it any more before I began to cry as loud as I could, heart breaking sobs escaped my parted lips.

Ring ring, ring ring

I looked quickly at my phone, my vision blurry since the tears were still running. I hurriedly wiped the dampness from my cheeks and eyes before picking up the black, small house phone from the dresser next to me, and my bed.

"Hello?" My voice cracking from being crying just an minute ago.
"Hayden Millar?" An deep voice asked, they had asked my own name. Why would anyone need me? I don't go to an public school anymore  so I surely do not have friends.
"Yeah, Yeah that's me, may I asked who this might be on the phone?" My curiosity filled me up like an balloon filling with helium.
"Your mother had just gotten in an major car accident an few hours ago, sadly she didn't make it. Before she died she told us to take care of you."
The pain hit me like a bus, the house phone which was once in my steady hands had now laid on the floor,my eyes filled with remaining tears as I just fell. I fell, I fell to the ground, straight down I went. I had just lost my only family I had left, I had just lost my own beautiful mother. Faint echoes called from the phone laying next to me on the hardwood floor. "Hello?? Sir?!"

I can feel it now. Whoever destroyed my family will pay.

OKAY NOW I GOT ALL THEIR BEGINNINGS IN WOOHOO, I actually made myself sad TF ALSO SORRY I DIDNT READ THIS OVER SO SORRY IF THERES MISTAKES

-Danni 🌚